Secrets Of The Heart (Lesbian)

Chapter 12

CHAPTER TWELVE

I stretched out my arm to the other side of the bed, still half in my sleep. When I felt that there was nothing there I shot open my eyes to see if the space next to me was really empty. I looked around the room to see if Alex was still in here somewhere, but I saw nothing. I jumped out of bed and exited my room. I looked in the kitchen, there was nothing. I looked in the lounge, nothing. I knocked on the spare room door knowing very well that my parents were still asleep. I entered the room in the hopes that she was maybe talking some sense into my mother, nothing. My father lifted up his head just as I was about to leave.

“Is everything okay, sport?” he asked.

“Yeah, not that you really care.” I left their room and went into my own. I didn’t want to jump to conclusions.

“Maybe she just left to buy us some breakfast.” I tried to convince myself but deep down in the pit of my stomach I felt something that made me think that this was not true. I went into the bathroom, the only other place I hadn’t looked for her yet. When I saw she wasn’t there I could already feel a shadow creep over me. Left alone in the darkness I thought, even though I knew very well that the sun was shining brightly outside.

I wanted to wait 20 minutes, in the hopes that she would show up here with that breakfast, but my paranoia wouldn’t allow it.

I picked up my I-phone 5 and dialled her number.

‘Ring.., ring’

“Pick up, pick up, pick up.” I repeated whishing she could hear me.

‘Ring… ring’

“Hi, you’ve reached Alex, I can’t come to the phone right now, but if it’s really important you’ll phone again.” I heard her voicemail, at the end there was a slight chuckle.

I hung up my phone and threw it on the small bedside table. I then crawled into her side of the bed and slid my hands under her pillow to pull it towards my body for comfort. I heard paper move and I looked over to see a note half crumbled. It was folded over and on the front was my name. I opened up the note and it read in cursive writing:

Erin,

I’m sorry I had to leave you like this, but I didn’t know what else to do. Please don’t write to me or call me or even text me. I don’t want to speak to you anymore. I hope you can fix your relationship with your parents.

Xoxo Alex

By the time I was done with the letter my eyes were already filled with unshed tears making it hard to see anything. I finally met the love of my life and my parents managed to chase her right out of my arms. I fell over on my bed so that I was laying on my tummy now. I hid my face into a pillow and screamed. The pain from the beating was nothing compared to the pain I felt deep inside my chest. There was now a hole in my soul because my better half was missing. I finally understood why people built walls around their hearts and why they were scared to let people in again. The pain I was now feeling because Alex had left, was devastating, almost like I couldn’t breathe properly without her. I just lay there on my bed, trying to make the tears stop from falling down my face. I dug out a box of tissues from a cupboard draw nearby and blew my nose. I took out another tissue and wiped my nose just to make sure it was clean and put that tissue in my pants pocket. I think I heard a knock at the door, but I said nothing because I wasn’t sure. A few seconds later the door opened and someone entered the room. I would’ve turned my head to see who it was, but I didn’t care enough to look. I knew it wasn’t Alex and if it wasn’t her I didn’t even want to bother.

“Are you okay?” A familiar husky voice asked.

I didn’t answer, I couldn’t.

There was a shift in the bed because my dad had come sit next to me. I sort of hated him. It was partially his fault that Alex wasn’t here.