Alexis POV
I have been pacing around for hours, waiting to hear back from Luke, he called me saying Arabelle was dead, it breaks me, I can't take the pain, I want to curl up in my bed and sob until I can't feel the pain, I want to go back to my old ways and cut up my wrists again, just to feel this pain go away. I want, I need, to do something. But I can't. I have little eyes watching me.
"Momma" Hunter rushes over to me as he sees me crying.
"Hey buddy" I sniffle and pick him up.
"What's wrong?" He looks at me with worry in his eyes.
"Nothing's wrong baby" I shake my head and force every bone in my body for the tears to stay back.
"Promise?" He frowns.
"I promise" I tell him and he nods.
"I've got to go talk to your grandma, can you stay here and play like a good boy?" I sit him off of my lap and onto my bed, he nods his head and continues playing on my old iphone 4 like he was before. As I begin to walk out of my bedroom, my phone starts to ring, I realize it might be Luke so I run to it and answer it.
"Luke?" I say and walk out of the room and into the hallway so Hunter can't hear anything.
"Is this Alexis?" A man speaks... But it's not luke.
"Yes... Where's luke?" I chew on my finger nails nervously.
"I'm regretting to inform you.. Luke has been shot. He has been flown to the hospital, the shot was in the torso area, which is easier to survive then in the heart of the brain of course." I hear come from the phone and it breaks me, I hold onto the wall as I start feeling dizzy. My throat becomes smaller and smaller making it hard to breathe, hard to swallow.
"If you could get here, that would be great. We need you here to talk to you about somethings." He tells me.
"I- i c-can t-try" I manage to stutter out.
"Thank you, we'll let you go." They say and the call ends.
"Alexis? What's going on? You don't look good!!" My mom says stopping on the way into her bedroom, my legs start to go numb and I start to fall to the ground. My mom drops the clothes basket she was carrying and rushes to my side.
"Honey, breathe.. Come on, talk to me.." My mom says sitting me on the ground, my back up against the wall, I lean into her chest as I start to sob uncontrollably. She rubs my back and holds me.
"You need to tell me what's going on.." She says, I nod and wipe my eyes and take deep breathes trying to calm down. It's okay, it's all okay, everything's going to be okay. I just need to talk to my mom about this, my mom will know what to say. A few minutes later my sobbing has stopped for the most part and I've finally been able to calm down.
"Mom..Arabelle is dead and Luke got shot." I watch her face go from worried to panic, her eyes begin to tear up and she hugs me close to her.
"Honey.. I'm so so sorry.." She says, I start to cry again.
"Arabelle's been my best friend since kindergarten, she has been there for me through everything, if it wasn't for her I would've never met Luke, mom she's my best friend." I start to feel my chest ache, my legs are still numb and my whole body is tensing.
"Luke is going to be okay, Luke is going to be okay and will help you through this pain, you're not alone honey, you're not." My mom says giving me her wise advice that I wish I could believe.
"But mom, what if he isn't, what if he isn't and I'm all alone with Hunter, Hunter won't have a father." I say trying to breathe, it's not working quite how I want it to.
"Alexis, now isn't the time to tell you this, but we were trying to get some lovely couple to adopt Hunter from you and Luke." She tells me and in this moment I feel nothing worse has happened in my life.
"YOU DID WHAT??" I pull away from her and stand up and back away from her, my cheeks are already tear stained, my eyes are puffy and red and my hair is a mess.
"Me and your father thought it would take some stress off of you both.. Honey just take it into consideration, Hunter has been through so much.. You and Luke can't handle this.." She tells me and my jaw drops open, I can't believe her right now, I can't believe any of this that she's saying. Hunter rushes out into the hallway and in front of me, I wrap my arms around him pulling him close into me.
"You're not taking my baby boy away from me again." I glare at her and tense up my jaw.
"Mommy" Hunter looks at me.
"YOU CANT HANDLE HIM!" My mom screams at me, Hunter jumps and hides into me as he begins to cry.
"YES I CAN! I WILL SHOW AND PROVE TO YOU THAT I CAN!! Come on Hunter, let's go, we're going to go see your dad." I pick him up and carry him back into my old bedroom, i lock the door behind me and then sit him on the bed, he's still crying so I crouch down to him and move some hair out of his face.
"What's wrong baby boy? It's going to be okay..we'll be okay." I tell him. He shakes his head.
"Your screaming scared me" he mumbles and I sigh and pull him into a hug.
"I didn't mean to scare you honey, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I tell him and he hugs me back, he sniffs and I wipe the tears from his eyes.
"Where's daddy?" He asks.
"He's hurt.. We're going to go see him, we've gotta pack all your things away so we can go see him.." I tell him and he pushes me out of the way and gets off of the bed. I turn around to watch him, he quickly gathers toys all over the floor and starts shoving them into bags. I sigh deeply.
"Honey, calm down. I'll take care of the packing." I tell him and kiss his head gently, he looks up at me with a scared look in his eyes.
"Did the bad man do this to daddy?" I know he's referring to sam, I nod and watch his face turn from sadness to angry, he walks over to my dresser where a picture of Sam is sitting, he picks it up and stares at it.
"YOU HURT MY DADDY!!" He screams throwing the picture at the wall, I gasp and cover my mouth with my hand. Hunter walks over to the broken glass pile and he starts hitting the wall with his head, I run over to him and pick him up carrying him away from the wall.
"Hey no.. What makes you think you can do that.." I look at the scars on his head starting to break back open, I quickly grab a cloth and start to clean up the blood.
"It's what he used to do to me." He says and flinches slightly from the pain.
"He's a messed up man.. Messed up messed up man.." I sigh and continue to clean the blood from his head.
