Alex's POV
I step into "My" apartment and memories flush in. It was so hard to buy all of this by myself. I can feel tears start streaming so I put my sun glasses on and I go get my things. I grab the rest of my clothes, the few accesorios I have and I start walking towards the door.
I was about to close the door when I remembered what I had forgotten. I run towards 'my' soft brown leather couch and with all my strength I push it off so that I can open the loose tile on the floor. Under the tile I see what I had forgotten, the box with all of my memories of my mom. How could I have almost lost that??
I open the box and take out my mom's perfume. I give it a gentle sniff and I can feel that memories streaming in. The feeling of comfort flushing though my body.
My comfort is broken by the thoughts In my mind saying. 'It's all your fault!!' 'You caused this..' 'You deserve what you get.' More tears streaming down my face ... I need to stop this.... I will keep the pain away..
A/N
Wazzz up!!
kind of a filling chapter.
I have been having problems writing but I will keep updating.
Goodbye lovelies!!

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