*Trey's pov*
I fell asleep laying back in one of the chairs next to the bed Lex was in. Once I woke up I was wrapped in a warm white blanket. One of the nurses must've brought me one.
It had been 3 days since that happened. She still hasn't woken up. I'm beginning to become worried. I haven't eaten, changed, showered, or left this chair. I promised her I'd never leave her side. I meant it. I looked up at the Tv and the news was on. About Alexa.
"19 year old public figure and Model reported to be brutally abused in her old home. Allegedly where her mother and step father were when they left her in the drug pin. These two still seem to be on the run so if you have any information please call the number above."
I turned off the TV. I didn't want to be reminded of that . Over and over again. One of Lex's nurses walked in Interrupting my thoughts.
"Hun, you haven't left that seat since you sat in it. Why don't you go change, grab a bite to eat and get some rest then come back. She'll be fine. I promise you." She said with a look of concern.
I decided whether or not I should listen but I am tired, I do need to shower, and I'm very hungry. I'll just come back later.
I gave the nurse a fake smile. I was still hesitant to leave Alexa in case she wakes up. Everything would fall apart if she thought I just left her.
I got up kissing her forehead and squeezing her hand. Though its very soft, I still swear she squeezes back but its probably all in my head.
I thank the nurse and walk out the hospital to my car. Trying not to look back while doing so, it would just make me go back.
Once I get in my car I sit for a moment. All my emotions suddenly hitting me.
"FUCK , FUCK , FUCK , FUCK , FUCK!" I yell loudly hitting my steering wheel and banging my head on the horn. When I realize I'm still in the parking lot of a hospital and attract attention to my car, I stop and drive away with tears running down my cheeks.
On the way back to my side of town I get a glimpse of the yellow house where the tragedy happened to Lex. Policeman and News reporters gather around while hanging crime scene yellow tape everywhere. Looking at the house makes my blood boil and I quickly lose focus almost swerving off the road. I look away to calm myself down.
Once I finally reach my home I go to Alexas purse for her keys so I could get her a change of clothes once she wakes up. She has clothes here but, you know how woman are. I felt kind of weird. I've never been in her house before but I guess I am kind of her boyfriend so I'd take charge.
Am I?
When I got back in my car, my phone rang. It was the hospital. I answered with the speed of light.
"Hello?" I said worried
"Is Alexa okay?"
" Yes sir, and it looks like you might just be in luck. She is awake but she's in a lot of pain. She can go home tomorrow but she has to stay the night just to keep an extra eye out for any complications. She's asking about you as well so come back as soon as you can"
My heart jumped with excitement.
"Thanks so much. I'll be there in an hour" I said
"She's okay" I quietly said to myself.
I put the car in drive and headed to Lex's house. I followed my GPS to get me there.
Once I pulled up to her apartment I saw thousands of people outside crowding around what i assumed to be the entrance. There was security trying to keep the people who were apparently gawking over Alexa away from getting inside so I decided to take the back door to the stairs which no one seemed to think about.
Amateurs.
It was 8 flights of stairs I had to take to get to her apartment. Shes lucky I love her.
When I finally reach the top of the stairs I bent over to catch my breath before I die right there. No seriously these stairs are straight devil made. I look at my paper to remember what apartment number she lived in.
"4 . Apartment 4 that's right" I whispered to myself.
I retrieved her key from my pocket and went inside. When I opened the door I got slapped in the face with the scent of her. She smelt of Victoria's secret "Rose Pedal" perfume. I know because that's her favorite. Mine too because it smells so damn good. I paused for a moment to inhale what smelt like her until I could hold her again. I walked to what I assumed was her room and what I saw startled me a bit. Pictures of her were broken on the floor with blood on the glass pieces. These pictures were beautiful. Clearly she didn't agree. I went to her closet and instantly was hit in the face with the smell again. Could this get any better?
I grabbed whatever I assumed she'd want to wear when something caught my eye. I saw a case with blood dripping out of it. I grabbed it and opened it when I saw-
*POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING*
-razor blades scattered inside of it. Gauze and band aids , and alcohol wipes inside. Then there was a bottle of Oxycodone with a bottle of foundation and a beauty blender. I didn't know what to feel.
Is this what she does..? I then sat on her bed and just let all my emotions pour out.
I decided to light a cigarette which was very unnormal for me.
Thinking about why she hurts herself made me sick.
I will never know why.
