Complications

Chapter 27:

"Lexie?" Her voice trembled with anxiety, her body rigid with fear. "Lexie. Talk to me. Please..." She tried again but heard nothing, saw nobody. Looking around she has light peak from underneath what she assumed was the bathroom door. Knocking hesitantly, Meredith struggled internally thinking about how to handle the situation. Knocking louder she waited a moment before pressing her ear against the door, listening for anything besides the music blasting throughout the room. "Lexie can I come in please." All she heard was water running on the other side. From the sink? The shower? Deciding to open the door she mentally prepared herself for what she almost knew she'd see. She suspected blood dripping down her wrists or her thighs. She may have been gone for eleven years but she knew all to well what pain could do to a person. But she didn't see blood, she didn't even see Lexie struggling to abstain from harming herself. She saw Lexie sitting in the shower with her legs crossed and her chest heaving erratically. She saw her lost daughter struggle to keep herself from crying. Next thing she knew Meredith stepped into the shower and sat behind Lexie, cradling her wet body to hers. Only then did Lexie let herself go, tears racked throughout her weakened body and she dug her nails into the sleeve of Meredith's shirt involuntarily pulling her mother closer. Lexie's cries we barely audible over the stream of water pounding against the tiled floor but her body trembled violently against Meredith's chest. Hugging her tightly to her, Meredith waited for the tears to stop, waited to see if they stopped. Rocking both their bodies back and forth Lexie hid her blotchy face in the inside of her elbow. "I wanted to. So bad. I really wanted to do it. This was the only way I can stop myself. I do it everyday. I wanted you back everyday. I remember asking Him when you were coming back. If you were coming back. I didn't think you were coming back. But a little part of me thought 'no... She wouldn't leave me all alone.' Because that's what I was. I was alone everyday waiting for mommy to magically appear when I came home from school. But you never did. And I wanted to get away from everything. But I couldn't because the thought that you would come back always stopped me..." She trailed off and further pressed herself into Meredith's body. "I'm really glad you came back, mommy" tears disappeared into her shirt. "You came home mommy." The word rang in both their ears. Lexie finally able to say the words without feeling bitter or depressed. Meredith relieved to hear the words from her daughters mouth. Lexie softly repeated the word as if it were a prayer and she felt as if her only prayer had been answered. Her mother had woken up from an eleven year coma and still remembered who she was. They stayed inside the shower and when the water turned blisteringly cold they moved to the floor outside the shower. With Lexie's head placed in her lap Meredith slowly combed through her matted locks with her fingers until her sporadic breathing deepened. "Thank you." She whispered to herself, being one to never believe in God she felt like God was the only way she had came back at all. She should have died in that car accident, she should have been brain dead. She should have never gotten the chance to hold her babies again. But she isn't dead, she isn't brain dead, and she has held her babies and she couldn't help but feel that there was only one explanation. God, for whatever reason had given her another chance to make everything right, to stop worrying about every little mistake and just live while she had a life to live. Blowing out a harsh breath Meredith rested her head against the shower door and dozed off

----- this is really bad and I'm sorry for that but, I've been busy and I have writer's block. So read and vote and yeah all that good stuff. 😊
~Valerie 🐼