Warning: Sad Chapter.
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Lexi POV
"Lexi, wake the hell up!" Jack yelled, shaking me roughly.
"Get the fuck away from me," I growled, sitting up.
"Fine, be that way," Jack mumbled, walking into our hotel living room.
"Ugh," I groaned, falling back onto my pillow.
"Morning," Alex said, walking out of the bathroom, "you look tired."
"We went to bed at two last night, and now it's ten, of course I'm tired," I complained, pressing my head into the pillow.
"Do you wanna stay here?" Alex asked me, sitting on the edge of the bed and moving my bangs out of my eyes.
"No, I'd feel bad if I missed your show," I said, getting up.
Alex pushed me back down onto the bed, "stay, it'll be fine."
"Are you sure?" I inquired, yawning.
"Yeah, catch up on your sleep, in between the two shows I'll come back and pick you up," Alex replied, getting off of the bed.
"Thanks," I mumbled, closing my eyes.
"No problem," he whispered, lightly kissing me on the lips.
"Let's go!" Zack yelled, pounding on our hotel wall.
"Love ya," Alex called to me, while he was running out of the bedroom.
"Love ya, too," I replied, screaming on the inside. That was the first time Alex and I had ever said, "I love you," to each other.
With that thought in my head, I drifted back to sleep.
~!~
I woke back up around twelve in the afternoon and I sighed, Alex would be back around six to pick me up.
I walked into the living room and turned on the T.V, trying to find something to watch. Daytime T.V sucks, I thought.
I heard my phone starting to buzz in the bedroom, so I sprinted to answer it, hoping it was Alex. I checked the Caller ID and sighed, it was only Emily.
"Hello," I answered, sitting on the bed.
"I've got bad news," Emily stated, and I started to freak out.
"Who's sick? What's wrong?" I yelled, so many situations running through my mind.
"We're all fine, this is about you," Emily said, and I heard her tone change to worry.
"I'm fine, Ems, really," I laughed, wondering what the hell she was talking about.
"Yeah, for now. Listen, this isn't a big deal but-"
"Spit it out," I cut her off, growing anxious.
"Desi's out of juvie jail," she mumbled, and I screamed.
"What?" I shrieked, "that bastard RAPED me and he get's out EARLY!"
"I know, listen, we're all keeping tabs on him, and he doesn't even know where you moved to," Emily comforted me, and I calmed down a little bit.
"You promise?" I asked, my voice weak.
"Of course! Listen, I gotta go, if anything happens I'll call you. Bye sis!"
"Bye," I mumbled, hanging up.
Tears started pouring out of my eyes and sobs started shaking my body. I ran into the bathroom and I grabbed my razor.
I wasn't paying attention to where I was cutting, though, because I sliced open an artery. Blood started gushing out and I couldn't control it.
My eyesight started to fade, and slowly I felt my body go numb. The only thing I remember before passing out was mumbling, "I'm sorry Alex."
