*Alexa POV*
'Lexi! Time for dinner!' I hear a woman shout from the kitchen. I walk downstairs, confused, fully aware that I'm dreaming, yet fully able to control my emotions and actions. I'd read about lucid dreaming in books but I was never aware that it was a thing that could really happen.
I walk into the kitchen and see a woman with long, dark blonde, curly hair pulling a lasagne out of the oven.
'Hi mum!' I smile, then think 'mum?'
It's as if I'm on autopilot.
'Hi honey. Go up to the end of the garden and tell dad that dinner is ready!' I walk to what I assume is the back door and at the end of the garden is a man with a T-shirt that looks like it has a map on it, and a pair of jeans, half white, half black.
'Uh, dad?' I say as if its a question. He looks up and smiles, and I see his light brown hair is stuck up in all directions.
'Yes honey?' I take a step forward.
'Mum says dinner is ready, we need to go in' I smile again, then stop. It's Like I'm arguing with myself!
'Coming babe' he's a very smiley person.
As I sit down, there is a knock at the door.
'Oh, a couple of our friends are coming up from Swindon for tea. You've never met them before so try to be nice. Not that you're not anyway!' My mum goes and opens the door and let's in two familiar faces, that I can't quite place
'Lexi, these are my friends Dan and Phil' I smile and shake their hands as of I'd never met them before, then sit down in a state of utter shell shock.
'You okay Lex?' My dad asks.
'Uh, yeah, what? Yeah I'm fine!' I try and smile but my mouth just goes crooked.
'So, you guys okay?' My mum asks.
'Yeah, I'm great! So Lexi, how's school?'
'Its good actually! I say, putting a spoonful of lasagne in my mouth. After ten minutes of awkward conversation, I feel my shoulder shake.
'Lexi. Lexi are you awake'
'What?' My dad is shaking my shoulder.
Then I open my eyes and I'm lying in a bed, covered in sheets, surrounded by people that I don't recognise.
'What happened?' I ask groggily.
'A girl threw a piece of glass in your eye, and another threw a big rock at you, and you were knocked unconscious.
'Were are my parents?' I ask, panicking.
'I'll bring your dad in!' the nurse says brightly, and she brings in one of the two men that appeared in my dream. He is very tall, with bright blue eyes and dark black hair. He appears to be in his late thirties.
'What? No, I want my parents! Who is this? Where are my mum and dad?' The man looks at me, hurt filling every feature of his face, and he begins to cry. I stare at the man crying on the end of my bed. He was in my dream, but I can't help but recognise him from somewhere other than that. I can't quite place where though.
'I want my mum and my dad!' I demand. Another nurse comes over to me, and my current one leads the man out of the room.
'Can you tell me about your parents?' The nurse asks me.
'Of course! My mum, Carrie Hope Fletcher, has curly blonde hair, hazel eyes and is quite tall. Her brother was in a famous band years ago. My dad, Alex Richard George Day, has light brown, crazy hair, and he often wears strange clothes like black and white jeans or furry coats' the nurse looks confused, and exits the room quickly. What is going on? Where are my parents?

*Phil POV*
As the nurse calms me down, another nurse walks out.
'Now Mr Lester, I'm going to ask you a few questions, will you be okay?' I nod, though I'm not even sure myself. My own daughter doesn't recognise me! It's all I can do not to burst into tears again!
'Now if you don't mind my asking, how did you adopt Alexa?' I sniff.
'Well, some good friends of ours had her, but weren't quite ready to look after her, so instead of giving her to an agency, we went there ourselves to find out if we were fit to adopt her ourselves, and we were' a couple more tears roll down my face, but I wipe them away with my thumb.
'Who were these friends?'
'Carrie Hope Fletcher and Alex Day' her eyes widen.
'Has Alexa met them before, and is she aware that they are her real parents?' I shake my head.
'Neither me nor Dan have told her about her real parents, because she's never wanted to know, and she has never met them' she looks completely shocked.
'Can you describe their appearances to me please?' I pull my phone from my pocket and show her a picture. She stands up.
'You see, the description of the parents she wanted to talk to exactly fit the picture, and the names also. So they are her birth parents?' I nod. So she recognises her parents that she's never met, but not me, the man who has raised her for eleven years? I begin to cry again, ugly sobs escaping my mouth. I must look like an idiot but I don't care. The nurse goes back into the room where my daughter lay, not knowing who I am. I pull my phone out and dial my ex girlfriends number.

'Hey Carrie, sorry to phone without warning but we're having a bit of an issue. Do you think you and Alex can make it up here tomorrow?' I ask. I hear her shout something up the stairs.
'What happened? You sound like you've been crying!' I sniff.
'I have been, there's been a major problem with Lexi and I think I'm going to need you both to be here' she gasps.
'Is everything okay? We can get there for a few hours if its really that bad! Phil what happened?' I sigh.
'Ill explain when you get here. Thank you so much Carrie' I sniff again
'Whatever it is will be okay, Phil! We'll see you in a few hours!' I hang up and check the time. 9:00am, an hour since she left for school. I knew I shouldn't have let her go, I had that Voice in the back of my head saying 'don't let her go' but i ignored it. I'm the worst parent in the world, for letting her go. This is all my fault isn't it? If I hadn't let her go to school, especially on her own, she wouldn't be lying in that room, not knowing who I am. I'm the worst parent in the world. It just makes the fact that Dan isn't here so much worse. I need him here, to tell me that nobody could have predicted this, that it's not my fault, even though it completely is. I groan loudly, but luckily there is nobody around to hear me.
After an hour of groaning and crying, I go back in and see her.
'Who are you? Where are my parents?' She asks quietly, and I suppress the urge to cry again. I pull a chair against her bed and take her hand.
'Your parents are on there way. You see, me and my husband adopted you from your parents when you were a baby, that's why everyone is confused. You've never met your parents, and that's why we got confused when you knew what they looked like. How do you know what they look like?' She looks at me in disbelief.
'Of course I know what my parents look like, I've lived with them my whole life! Not you! Not you or you husband! My parents! Carrie and Alex! Where are they?!' She shouts
'They are on their way down from London. They won't be long, I promise' I reply quietly. Then I take a deep breath in.
'You were in my dream last night. You and someone else were friends of my parents. Is that true?' She asks.
'Yes, me and my husband are good friends with your parents. Your mum and I used to be boyfriend and girlfriend a very long time ago' I sigh.
'So what happened?' She blinks and her blue eyes stare at me.
'Oh. Well your mum came back from a job in America and she'd found someone else that lived in the same area' she looks at me, puzzlingly.
'My dad?' She questions.
'Your dad' I repeat. She stares at me, and I have to exit the room. I have to get home. If I stay here, I will burst into tears again. I give the lady at the front desk my details and I run. I run and run and run until I reach my flat. It wasn't until I got inside that I realised just how far I had run. I collapse into the sofa and cry. And cry and cry and cry.

After about half an hour, I hear a knock at my door. I groan and open it, and there, staring at me, is a woman with a clipboard and a very official looking suit.
'Mr Lester?' I swallow and nod, unable to form words.
'May I come in?' I let her in and she sits on the sofa.
'Coffee?' I manage to croak out.
'Yes please, milk with one sugar!' I bustle around in the kitchen, hands shaking, but I manage to not spill water everywhere. Why is she here? What did I do wrong?
'Now Mr Lester, I'm aware that your husband is away in America at the moment, is this correct?' I nod and my eyes begin to water.
'Now you were left looking after your eleven year old daughter. May I ask what has happened over the past few weeks?' I sit up straight.
'Well I'm not really sure what has happened over the past few weeks, because she never spoke to me. She just went up to her room all the time and never really spoke to me or my husband. It wasn't until yesterday that it became apparent that there was a problem, when I got a hysteric phone call from a friend of Alexa's, saying that she'd been beaten up and left there' I begin to cry again, but the woman just nods.
'And this morning, what made you let her go to school?' I swallow again.
'She told me that if she didn't go back then it would be worse. I thought she was right' she nods again.
'Well Mr Lester, something you may not have noticed is your daughter has been self harming, and has been diagnosed with depression. I'm afraid that from what you have told me today, you are not fit to look after Alexa as a single parent. We will be taking her into a care home under the grounds of you have been neglecting your child. This is only until you are deemed fit enough to look after your child. Have a nice day' the anger rises up and I stand up.
'No! You CAN'T take her away from me! You can't! I won't let you!' I scream at the top of my voice. I can't stop the tears from pouring, but I don't care.
'Now Mr Lester, calm down. It's only until-' but I interrupt her.
'You can't take her away from me! I HAVE LOOKED AFTER HER PERFECTLY WELL OVER THE PAST ELEVEN YEARS, AND AS SOON AS SHE ENCOUNTERS SOME PROBLEMS A SCHOOL, I GET DONE FOR NEGLECTING HER? You can't take her away from me! You can't take her! You can't take my child away! NO!' My voice is coming out high and screechy, and I'm crying more than I thought was humanly possible. She stands up and walks to the door.
'Ill be in touch'
'No! You can't take her away! Please!' But she's already left. I grab a pillow and scream into it. Then I walk into my room and just throw everything on the floor. I rip down all of the photos on our wall, push all of the ornaments off of the side and pull all of the drawers out, all the while screaming as if my life depended on it. And the rampage doesn't stop there. Soon enough, I've pulled all of the pictures off the walls, all of the cushions off the sofas and all of the ornament off of the Dinner table. My throat is beginning to get sore, so I got and pour myself a glass of water, but that ends up being thrown across the room. As I go to clear it up, I cut my arm on the jagged glass. Instead of cleaning it, though, I just sit there and stare it it. Sitting, and staring, until I fall asleep.

*2 hours later*
I had a very restless sleep. I dreamt that I couldn't breathe, but neither Lexi or Dan were there to help me. As I remember this mornings events, I begin to cry again. I'm interrupted by someone walking into my house.
'Phil! It's us!' Carrie and Alex. Great. The birth parents of my daughter who's been taken away. I try to shout 'out here' but it just comes out as a slur. I hear the crunching of glass beneath feet.
'What the hell happened out- PHIL!' Alex shouts and runs over to me.
'What did you do?!'
'Alexa- Alexa doesn't remember me- and then the- the social worker came and- and said that I was neg- neglecting her and is tak-taking her away!' I cry again, blubbing like a baby. I feel two pairs of arms round my neck and I fidget, trying to get comfortable.
'Oh my god! Does Dan know?!' I see Carries eyes well up too.
'No, he will hate me! He's going to leave me! He'll want a divorce!' I. Sob into my hands.
'Well first lets get you and the house cleaned up. What happened?' I sigh
'I got so angry that I just broke everything. I was trying to clean it up, but I cut my arm' they both stand up.
'Well then we will clean up for you. Just go and sort your arm out!' I go into the bathroom and clean my arm, my hands shaking, tears still falling from my eyes.

After everything is clean, Carrie grabs my iPad.
'You need to tell Dan' I shake my head.
'I can't! He'll divorce me! He'll hate me!'
'Oh, and you'd rather he just came back and you were like 'oh yeah, we lost our daughter' would you?' I hate to admit it but Alex is right. I click the call button on Skype. He promised he would always be online. He picks up, and by the looks of it he's only just woken up.
'Hi honey, sorry I woke you but this is really important' Dan rubs his eyes.
'It's okay baby. How's Alexa? Have you been crying?!' I nod.
'Thats what I wanted to talk to you about. She had some more problems with the people at school and was put in hospital. A social worker came and told me she has depression, and she-' I can't get through it without bursting into tears.
'What? What happened? Phil you're really scaring me' I sigh
'She took Lexi away from us!' I burst into fits of tears, and Carrie puts her arm round me.
'She what?! Phil! I knew I shouldn't have left! I shouldn't have left you alone with her! How can I ever trust you to do anything?! I shouldn't trust you! And I won't! Phil! This isn't just a woops moment, you just lost us our DAUGHTER! I'm LIVID! And to be honest, I don't really want to speak to you at the moment' a tear rolls down my cheek, and Carrie strokes my arm.
'Who the hell is that?!' He asks rudely.
'It's Carrie! She-'
'So she came all the way down from London?! Just because I'm not here doesn't mean you can have a little fuck party!' Carries face changes from sympathy to guilt.
'No! I came down because-'
'I don't want to hear it! Happy fucking' then he hangs up. Right at that moment Alex walks in.
'What happened?' He smiles lightly.
'Well he hates me and he thinks I'm having an affair with Carrie' I put my thumb up sarcastically.
'Great' then I collapse backwards and sob again. I hear a Skype message.

-I've been cheated on before. I don't want to hear your excuses.
I'm coming home, I'm packing my stuff, and I'm leaving-

Great.
My life gets better by the minute.

Hope you enjoyeD! And I hope this chapter made sense! If not, it will in the next chapter hopefully! I tried to get enough emotion in there but it's really hard!

Anyway, review for an invisible Dan and Phil!

Love always,

~Georgie'xo'