Myself- A Broken Creation

Chapter 29: Xander's P.O.V.

I opened my eyes and saw the hospital room that I had been stuck in for two weeks as I healed. I had been out cold for a week and a half before that. I hadn't seen him and knew that he wasn't coming back. If he had wanted to stick around, he would have. I remembered the day that I learned out that I couldn't cling to my denial anymore, that this was actually happening to me once more.

I felt like I was in a dreamland. I could feel Alex's soul getting farther and farther away from me in the physical world.I wanted to ignore it and be in denial. I wanted to be wrong, but I knew what was happening. It had happened so many times before. He had finally had enough of me and left. It didn't surprise me.

I had known this was going to happen. I had a sixth sense about such things. I always had. That was why, once I had realized he wasn't going to hurt me, I had relished each moment we had together. I knew our time was short. And it was. We had only been together for two months, but it felt as if we had been together for years. That was my wish, but it never happened. Never.

I wanted to curl up in a mass of throbbing limbs and cry, but I couldn't. He was getting on with his life and I had to do the same. I had other things that I had to do. I couldn't just stick around and wait for him to want me again. I might be pathetic, but I was nowhere near that pathetic.

Lexi and Blake were sitting there as I woke up and had just given me sad looks and I had just known. Right then, I had known. I had just known. They had looked so miserable and as if they had been crying for hours. I had hoped they hadn't been. My life was nothing to cry over. I saw the little children. They were looking up at me with their wobbling lips and big, tearful eyes, and I had suddenly felt so angry at Alex.

He was tearing this family apart. He could have just stayed with them. I got the message. I wasn't going to stick around like a pest to annoy him. Was that what he really thought I would do?

They ran over to me when they saw I was awake and buried their faces against me. They started babbling about something, but I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. It was completely unintelligible because of their tears.

"What?" I gently asked them.

"We're sorry. Uncle Alex left and we don't wanna make you cry," they whimpered.

I stroked their hair softly until they settled down against me.

"It's okay, guys. I won't cry."

"You won't?"

I just shook my head. They gave me a smile of relief. Their curiosity suddenly got the best of them.

"Why did he leave?" They asked.

Lexi started to yell at them for asking something so personal, but I didn't mind. I waved her off, and she reluctantly set back.

"Because that's my gift. Making people leave," I murmured.

Blake and Lexi winced, but the children seemed satisfied. I don't think they realized that I was only insulting myself, but I did that so much anyway. I petted their hair because they seemed to like that until Blake made them come with him to go get some food in the cafeteria. I knew it was only so Lexi could have a talk with me. She had that serious look on her face.

"I'm sorry, honey."

"Don't be. I knew this would happen at some point."

She just shook her head.

"It wouldn't have if his stupid father hadn't started a war. He only left because he needed to help them. Otherwise, hundreds of people would die."

I just sadly smiled at her.

"Is that really the only reason he left?"

She just shrugged. I sighed. I suddenly returned to the present. I was getting out of the hospital today and Blake and Lexi wanted to show me the present they had gotten me. I think it was mostly because they felt a little guilty because of the way Alex was ripping my heart to pieces.