Crazy love (Lexdine & Jevon)

Chapter ten

The door swings open, and I flinch, sitting up quickly.

Devon stands at the frame, panting heavily.

He storms into the room, closing the door behind him as he rushes over to me.

"It was Lexy!" He cries, grabbing my arms, "Lexy did it."

"Did what?" I ask.

"She was the one who drugged you."

My eyes go wide with horror. The cold air of the room suddenly becomes hot. I start to sweat, and the panic and fear that rises in my chest is an excruciating feeling.

"Wh-What..?" I say, feeling dizzy.

"Jake," He starts, walking closer to me.

I have no idea what to say, but all I know is it hurts.

Devon sits on the hospital bed with me and wraps his arms around me while he soothes me.

I hadn't even noticed I was crying, to be honest.

"I thought we were fine.." I rant into his chest as I cry, "But she just-" My voice breaks and falls off as I hold back a sob.

I feel Devon nod, and he leans down to kiss the top of my head. I hold him tighter and sink into him more.

I cry harder, and Devon gently shushes me.

"Shh, it's okay, Jake." He runs his fingers through my curls, something that always relaxes me, but for some reason, it isn't right now.

He kisses my head again and slowly starts rocking back and forth.

I know it seems stupid and probably childish, but the rocking soothes me a little, and I calm down.

I lift my head from his chest and he moves so we're both sitting.

He wipes my tears with his thumbs and I smile sadly.

"You okay?" He asks, messing up my hair.

"Yeah... I think so?" I tell him.

He nods, but I'm not sure he understands.

Ms F enters the room with a guilty look on her face, but worst of all?

She looks scared.

"What happened?" Devon asks, holding me closer.

"I- um- ... So-" She struggles to talk.

I hold Devon's hand and sit up more.

"Listen, guys.." She starts, sighing heavily.

"Did something happen?" Devon asks.

"The police, doctors, and I have decided-" Ms Fairchild began, getting cut off.

"Is this about Lexy?" I ask.

She opens her mouth to speak but closes it, and instead nods.

"Listen, boys.." She says, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge.

She grabs my one hand and grabs one of Devon's hands. "We've decided... That Lexy should be taken to a better environment for a while-" she says.

"So, like- a mental hospital?" Devon says.

Ms Fairchild doesn't answer and just continues to talk, "I didn't exactly say that. But, she'll be around people who will be willing to help her get over this.. illness.."

I hate the way she talked about Lexy like that. She didn't have an "illness" in my mind. She just needed love.

"But, it's not exactly her fault, is it?" I ask, "I mean- she's just traumatized. She lost her mom and sister on the same day, and I mean- it was Christmas-" I defend.

"Jake, that isn't an excuse for her actions... Unfortunately, you have experienced first-hand just how violent Lexy can be, so this is going to be an adjustment for all of us." Ms Fairchild says.

"Adjustment for all of us"

I HATE when people say that, it makes me angry, rather than comfort me. I've had to hear that so many times in my life.

When my mom died, my dad had said "This is a big adjustment.."

My therapists through the years have always said "I understand this is a big adjustment for you.."

Chucky said that once.

I wince at the thought.

All memories of him still make me uncomfortable, and I bet they always will.

Ms Fairchild holds my hand tighter, and I try not to sink into the comfort.

"I'm sorry, boys.." She apologizes, pulling us in for a hug.

Devon's head ends up on my shoulder, his right arm around me, his left around Ms Fairchild. I hold onto the two of them while my mind continues to run wild.