This is our turn

chapter 2:

(Betaed by the lovely amazing snarlypink . Read their books)

Tws: mentions of ab/se, something that some migth title self pity? Its supposed to be a lamenting of the past, not explicitly mentioned trauma, Kat gets mentioned (negativly and with a ***more**** harmless action), a implied astma attack, short mention of medication, heavily implied ab/se, theres self degradation the narrator works against,

"So, do we have any plans?" Alex asks

"Nope! Nothing at all!" Natsus brutal honesty hits the others like a truck. "Well besides what to do when we are inside. Sorta. A little. A tiny bit. Half a plan. Well, quater. Well nothing really"

"Natsu, maybe dont say it like that?" Sophie asks

"Why? It describes what we have?" The ghost states.

Bast nods patting her fiances head.

"Understandable. But I think it portrays us badly? I dont get how tho?" Mori adds

"I mean, Natsuki is rigth. However as rigth as you are, Natsuki, i simply think that Sophie feels a sense of embaressment over this." Porter tries to be a diplomat

"I dont get why? We dont have a plan either? Why should we lie?"

Alex slowly got up. "Its getting late. I have work tomorow."

"Someone got a date to come home to?" Sophie trys to sligthly easen the tension, as she had heard Alex finally found the one. She didnt know anything abbout who their mom titled that, and due to that didnt really know what happend

"No. I dont." And there Alex goes. He doesnt know where, trying to get home.

His lungs hurt, he was too fast. His breath is pretty shallow.

He doesnt stop until his appartment tho..

He eventually makes it. He quickly takes his medication.

Then he falls onto the matress. Somehow it does not fall apart.

He starts thinking. Eventually work comes up. And his lack of any school expiriences. Or childhood really. Or teenage years. Its really sad to know

He starts sobbing as soon as he remembers it all. Everything flashes his mind shortly. He decides to think abbout what he missed. Not his past. Which I will not reveal yet. Not now. This is not that part of the story. This is sad enough without that knowlegde.

He thinks abbout what he was told abbout adolecent years. Playing with parents or kids or siblings, attending school, drawing, learning, reading, colouring, running around, all those fun things. Or university. But how could he ever archive that? Its just not a option in his opinion. While I am rather sure he could do it, this isnt the first disagreement between Alex and me, is it?

He makes sure to be quiet so his neighbors wont hear. After all, none is supposed to question their sweet young neighbour who comes in late and leaves early usually. He sorted the mail, he carried everyones laundry to their appartments, the only thing he didnt do was babysit peoples kids due to his dislike for them, and was overall very kind. Most of them didnt even know he was married. Luckily for James because I am very convinced a few people wouldnt like that.

They like all to act like they know whats behind him. A recent rumor is him beeing a high school drop out to help a sick family member. They couldnt be further from the truth. But Alex prefers the rumors over anyone knowing the horror of the last 22 years.

He eventually falls asleep, the next morning getting ready quickly. He notices his pain is rather bad that day, so he clings onto the wall and the stair railing.

But no word abbout it is coming out of his mouth. He gets to work, imidiently starting to help the chef, who appretiates all help. Hes a quiet barista to most people who enter. None you remember.

His day goes like always. Until a unknown number sends him a text.

"I am really sorry for my innapropriate comment yesterday. I really thougth youd find the person youd want to spend your forever with. I shouldve informed myself over another source then our monster of a mom." One click on the profilepicture told him its Sophie. The picture is of her, smiling while a dark haired person, presumably Mori holds her hand.

"Its alrigth, I was not angry at all. Its a normal mistake that can happen Sophie."

Sophie feels suprised. She remembers explicitdly telling Alex to use her nickname Phie. Mori notices the shift in their girlfriend, but Phie just gives them a small forehead kiss. "Its alrigth honey. Just some strain." She imidiently cuddels her joyfriend. "Warm." Mori just says happily, ready to fall asleep.

"Its Phie. Just Phie. Can I give the others your number?"

"If you want. I dont mind"

Sophie looks sad at her phone. She never really remembers her brother beeing happy or brigth, but he almost seems empty. Apathetic even. Weird. Well, not weird considering what happend but still, Sophies worried.
"Mori? Can you read over this?" They nod, gently holding Phies hand while she panics. "Shhh, its alrigth honey. I think he just has a down phase."
"I hope you are rigth sweetheart."

Alex just contiues work after it. He asks his boss for rests to give Bast again. "My best friend really likes pastries but she has issues baking. May I give her rests?" "Johnson, I dont mind."

Alex doesnt like his last name. Its a heavy word. But he smiles. "Just call me Alex. I work here since I am 16. Id prefer if you didnt use that word. Just call me Alex or if you have to Alexander."

"Oh. But yes, Alexander, you can take your friend some home."

He smiled and packed his share in his bagpack , planning to deliver it to Bast after his shift.

He after his break gets back to his customers. Hyperpolite, sweet, quiet, and a messy writer.

Until someone stared at him.

"Can I help you? You stare at me"

"You look just like that famous pop star Sophie Johnson."

Alex looks confused. Sophie is a tanned, tall singer with big blue eyes and a cute button nose. Alex is a short pale barrista with giant green eyes (sorta) and a heavily hooked nose. They migth be twins, but by now dont look similar. Sophie is outerworldly pretty, a perfect balance between what people know and just enough speciality. Alex scarring took the familiarity out of his face, leaving it while pretty more unfamiliar then Sophies.

Sophie is just a classic beauty while Alex doesnt even consider himself average. He is rather pretty but in his opinion he isnt.

But he stared confused at the man. "No, i dont have a relation to her."

"Weird. Well, a double espresso with extra milk."

And Alex goes baxk to his comftable invisiblity.

He makes the drink quickly and emotionally prepeares himself for tomorow.

(1. Any hard feelings to anyone?
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