chapter 23

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Lexi P.O.V

I wake up in the morning in a sort of panic, I had no idea where I was for a good 5 minutes. This always happens when I've been taking drugs and sometimes when I'm drinking, I wake up somewhere weird panicking a little until i finally figure out at least how I got there. 

Realising I'm somewhere safe is a completely different feeling though, for the first time in a while I can relax back in to the bed sheets before I decide to get up. 

What Michael is trying to do for me is amazing, but theres no way it is going to work. Theres no way he can handle the states he is going to see me in and the way I'm going act out, but I appreciate him trying. Honestly he is the only person in the world that would do this for me, my parents were going to force me to go to rehab but he wasn't going to give up on me. That kind of makes me feel weird, almost like when I think about it enough I get butterflies. In fact I was kind of nervous to leave my room, thats kind of ridiculous I know but I don't know I can't explain it. 

I decide to grow a pair and open my bedroom door making my way down the stairs. The house was old fashioned with pictures and ornaments everywhere. I can imagine an old couple living here together. If anyone saw Michael and I here they would probably laugh, or think that we were criminals hiding away. 

I smell coffee already and walk in to the kitchen to be met by a shirtless Michael. I look down at my clothes and realise they are all his. 

"Good morning, how are you feeling?" Michael pulls out a chair for my ushering me to sit down. I don't even have the chance to answer before a cup of coffee is set down in front of me and a plate of dry toast. Michael then goes to the cupboard and pulls out Nutella, peanut butter and jam, putting them in the middle of the table. 

"I didn't know what you liked on your toast," he chuckles and sits across from me. 

"Thank you, I'm feeling okay," I reply honestly, smiling at the effort he's making. 

"Do you want to go for a walk or something today? You must feel like you have slept for a long time." he says whilst looking through a newspaper. I feel like we are a married couple. 

"Yeah that sounds nice," I say as I spread the peanut butter on my toast.

"Good." we sit in silence for a while. 

"Hey can I call Amy?" I ask nicely and he scoffs. 

"Nope sorry Lex, just your parents. They are the only ones who know where you are." he doesn't even look at me, just continues to flip through the newspaper. 

"But I need to talk to my friends or they won't be my friends when I get back." I begin to grow irritated.

"Look Lexi I'm sorry but this is the way things are going to be, just me and you, I'm doing the same thing to my friends for you." he finally puts down his newspaper. 

"Fine." I snap grabbing my cup of coffee and making my way to my room. 

"Are we still going on that walk?" he shouts and I scoff. 

"I would rather swallow broken glass." On my way up to my room I curiously try and the front door to see if there is anyway to escape but of course he has locked it and the key is no where to be seen. 

I sit on my bed looking up at the ceiling wondering how Michael and I are possibly going to get through this. The whole situation is completely fucked. I look through my room and find a pile of books, grabbing a random one and deciding to read it whilst drinking my coffee. About half an hour later I hear a knock on my door and sigh. 

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