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Acknowledgements - once again thank you degrassijayandalex. You have helped move this story along quite a bit.

Dreaming while you sleep

Jay's POV

I was starting to get nervous. I was trying to wake Lexi up but she wouldn't wake. I shook her. "Come on, Alex. What's wrong?" Thank God, after a few minutes (felt like years) Lexi

started moving. She started mumbling something that I couldn't understand. She looked so pale.

"Lexi, you need something to eat?" she nodded but didn't have the strength to say anything. What had happened to her? She doesn't really talk about it or let me nurse her wounds

but this is something different. She's in trouble. I feel it. She sure does look radiant sitting there though. Her eyes were lit like blazing fire and her hair was so I don't know hot. God I

couldn't talk my eyes off her. How could someone hurt a girl as beautiful as she was. Again, and again, and again these thoughts floated through my mind. Lexi still wasn't talking.

"Lexi, babe, say something." I pleaded. She opened her mouth. I saw her try and try to make words come out.

"I---SSSSSSooorrrYYYYYY." She croaked out it a whisper.

"No. No you aren't sorry. That asshole better be though." How could he do that to my baby. I couldn't stand listening to her talk like that so I grabbed a piece of paper and a pen.

"What do you need?" I asked her. Her hands trembed when she grabbed the pencil. She could barely hold it up. There goes my plan. I got her a cup of water and I sat next to her.

There was no way I was going to leave her anytime soon.

Ellie's POV

I glance at my phone. I am being paranoid. I just received a call from Paige saying that Alex wasn't at work last night. Sometimes, Alex comes over to my house so I was thinking maybe

she show up there. She didn't. Crap. What am I going to do. Should I tell Paige what is going on. How do I know what's going on? Yeah, I thought you would ask. Alex tells me pretty

much everything. God I feel bad for her. Us two, we are damaged goods. At least, that's what everyone thinks. I am a cutter. I know not anymore blah-blah-blah. But it isn't something I

will forget soon. Nope, all I have to do is look at my arms and the memories come flooding back to me. The pain I felt when my dad went of to war again. The betrayal I felt when Paige

told the guidance counselour. The anguish I felt when I saw my mom passed out on the couch again. Cutting was just one of the ways to deal with my problems. I am such an idiot.

Thinking about ancient history when Alex is in trouble.

A thought comes in my head. Call Jay. He would know where she is. I pick up my phone and dial the number. Ring, ring, ring. No answer. That's weird he usually answers his phone. He

would be home by now. I decide to drive over to Marco's. He is probably as nervous as I am.

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Jay POV

I got to go find a doctor or something. Lexi is now moving but I don't want her to try to leave and in the process hurt herself. She always feels the reason to runaway. I don't know why.

It is as if she is scared of something working out well in her life? Maybe she wouldn't know what to do if that happened. I don't feel well about leaving her home by herself so I call Towerz

to come over. Too bad Sean isn't here anymore, he would know how to help Lexi. Well, it doesn't look like there are many options left so I call Towerz and he says he will be right over.

Even though I take these cautions, for some reason I have a bad feeling in my gut. The only person I can think of talking to is actually Mr. Simpson. I know he helped out Sean once and

maybe he can tell me how to help out Lexi.

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Marco's POV

Paige was knocking on the door. How did I know it was her? I physic. She called me like 45 minutes ago, worried about Lexi. I calculated that it would take her about 40 minutes to get all

her stuff together ( I don't know what she would need but she brought stuff) and 5 minutes to drive over here. "Marco. I am so worried about Alex. I mean what if she was kidnapped

and we will never see her again, that would be horrible wouldn't it. Or what if she was killed on her way to work. Oh know, that would be my fault because I convinced her to go to work

that day. This whole thing is my fault. I am doomed. Life is out to get me. Marco what am I going to do?" she started rambling.

"She wasn't, she just isn't feeling well. Jay apparently called in to the theater to tell the manager that Alex is pretty sick. No biggie." I said this, but I didn't really believe what I

was saying. Alex was definitely more that sick.

Dreaming While You Sleep is a song by Genesis. You should listen to it it is pretty good. Um please review and give me any ideas for this story or another story.