ʙᴜʙʙʟᴇɢᴜᴍ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ | BAXTER RADIC

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the way alexandra felt when baxter was around her made her shiver, made her feel...loved. and it might be too soon, this might be just one of those summer adventures that you experience once and it stays forever in your heart - but it never ends up well. and deep down alexandra hopet this was not it. even though she knew that he will end up hurt.

she hated the plan god had for her. he made her soft, made her weak for him, made her fall in love with someone even though she had no time for that. she's running out of time. she knew it.

the last couple of days were like a dream come true,  but one snap and she's back into the reality. into the one where she knew she was dying, and she had no idea on how to tell him. how do you tell someone you're attached to that you need to leave soon, and you're not coming back?

at the days she was walking down the beach with the most perfect boy she ever met - the one who looks like a bad boy with an ugly heart, but is actually a really sweet man who's kissing your hand and holding the doors for you. it was all new for her, mostly because she never let anyone as close as she let this pink haired boy. he's her weak spot.

he was holding her hand as they were walking down the beach. the sunset never looked so beautiful as it did today, and it made her almost sad. he looked so happy, so peaceful, he had no idea his world is going to be scattered into pieces in about two minutes.
as she let go of his hand she lowered her body on the sand, the obvious fear in her eyes made baxter a bit scared, but he wouldn't let it show. instead, he sat down next to her, wrapped his hand around her as he kissed her forehead. for a moment they just looked at the sea, it looked unusually calm and quiet. it knew something was happening.

tear rolled down alexandra's cheek. even though she tried to hide it, baxter was always someone who paid attention to every small detail, especially about her. his hand wiped away tear from her cheek as he tried to turn her face towards him. but she refused. it was all strange for baxter, it mase him thing about what could be wrong. he had ni clue.

"did i do someth..."

his question was interrupted by alexandra's shaking voice, like she was battling the words that were coming out of her mouth.
"i'm dying, bax."

his eyes suddenly went from scared that he did something to scared because he's nit sure what he can do.
"no."

she couldn't even look at him, not like this. but she knew, she just knew there were tears rolling down his cheeks even though he tried to not make a single noice. she knew, if she saw him like that she might break. she had nothing to say. and even if she did, she knew nothing was going to make this better.

"i'm sorry."