*Alexis POV*
I wrapped myself in my plush bathrobe, and hopped out of the shower. I pulled out my phone from the bathrobe pocket and composed a quick text to Tzara.
Can't come to school today, sick.
I sighed and pressed send. Okay, I was not sick, but was a fool proof plan, and Tzara wasn't going to come bearing soup, she hates germs more than she hates glossy lipstick. After that nightmare last night, I had decided that I had to visit Jane and try to put the past behind me. A ping emitted from my phone. I looked at the screen.
Hey bb. Janitors closet fifth period- Regan
I groaned and shoved my phone back into my pocket. I plopped myself onto my bed and dragged my laptop towards me. I entered the name of the psychiatrist hospital where Jane was moved to into the search engine. She was moved from the Texas hospital to one in New York, as she needed intensifying care. The results finally popped up. I sent the directions to my phone. Its opening hours were at 8:30, another hour from now. It would take half an hour to reach there from my place and if I was to spend atleast one hour there, I could easily reach back before the fifth period. Don't get me wrong. I didn't want to, but if I didn't, Regan will spill his guts. I walked over to Kiara's room and entered her closet. Her distinct CHANEL perfume wafted in the air. There were exactly 5 things left in the closet. Her over-the knee boots, her bottle of CHANEL- Coco perfume, a pair of black shorts, a black choker and a black mesh bodysuit with applique roses near the neck. I gave all of this to her on her last birthday. It was her favorite outfit. Slowly I put each of the things on. I spritzed the perfume bottle on more time. I looked in her mirror. I have good taste.
I nibbled at my pop tart while I watched a rerun episode of ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK. I imagined how my mother would react if she knew I was watching this. I snickered. The ending credits rolled by, I snuggled into my couch and waited for the next episode to play. Ping. I looked to my phone.
I hate germs and all but right now I'd do anything to catch whatever you have. Henderson is boring my ass off. You probably miss him. xD -Tzara
Mr. Henderson is our math teacher, go ahead call me a nerd, but math is my favorite subject, I don't mind the others but I'm good at all of them. I actually did miss him. Just kidding. Ok, no I'm not. My eyes travelled to the top of the phone. My eyes bulged at the time- 8:45. Oh great. I slid out of the couch and pulled on my only slightly dirty converse. I grabbed my phone and my car keys. I stride out of my apartment and struggled with the lock. I ran to the elevator and a big yellow sign hung over it. OUT OF SERVICE. The universe was taunting me. I had to climb down15 stories. ARGH.
8 mins later , I was huffing and puffing and nearly collapsing on the floor. I climbed down the final set of stair and reached the door to the basement,I sighed with relief and turned the handle. Locked. I bangedon the door and screamed. I would have to walk atleast 100 metres to reach the other entrance. I yanked out my phone and open the UBER app. The screen doesn't load and a pop up appeared asking me to connect to a network to book a texi. Ping. A notification drops down, I tap.
Dear user, you have consumed 100% of your data. To add more data please message <ADD>.Please note that it will take 48 hours for activation.
I yelled in frustration. I'll have to find a yellow cab now. I dashed out the gate and then I saw something that caught my eye, a man who got off his motorbike and was talking to someone. The keys were still in. I inchedtowards the bike. The man pointed at something then he and the person walked into a shed. I took this as an opportunity. I jumped on the bike. No, I'm not stealing just borrowing. I know that's what all thieves say. Hey desperate times call for desperate measures. At that exact moment the man comes out and screamed "HEY GET OFF MY BIKE". I hit the ignition and yelled "Sorry pal, I'll return it"
I let the bike clatter to the ground and walked slowly to the entrance. Hesitantly, I walked inside. I am greeted with a perky looking receptionist who sat behind a marble counter. I placed my sweaty hands on the cool marble counter. "I'm here to see Jane. Jane Shepard" I said. She flattend her bee stung lips into a thin line and gave my outfit a disapproving glance. She cleared her throat. "Of course, the patient is in ward no 2. Please hand in all mobile devices, sharp objects or any loud objects to the guard outside the ward door. You may collect it when you leave". I turned on my heel and marched to ward 2. I handed my phone and the random dude's bike keys to a fat, red-in-the-face guard.
I saw her as soon as I walked in. Her blonde hair sprawled on top of a white washed-too-many-times pillow case. She was reduced to a pile of skin and bones. You did this to her. It's your fault, an irritating voice in my head shouted. I shook it away. I walked to towards the bed taking cautious steps. There was a nurse hovering near her. For a second I thought it was, no that's not possible. I tapped the nurse on the shoulder "Listen could you give us some privacy?". When she turned my heart stopped. She clutched her chest. "Mary-Lou?" she croaked out before collapsing to the ground.
"I thought you were dead. I thought I lost both of you. How could you do this to me? Where were you? How did you survive? Who are you?" My mother asked as soon as she regained conciseness. I told her the whole story. By the end of it we were both sobbing. "I'm sorry. I couldn't take it. I needed to be someone else. I couldn't will with the guilt of what I did to Ja-". My mother slapped me on the wrist "It wasn't your fault" she said softly. After a moment of silence she added "And I understand why you ran away. I did too in a way. I left him and I moved here, so I could be with Jane" she cocked her head towards Jane. "How is Susan, er, Kiara?". "She's fine. I can show you show pictures if you'd like?". She smiled happily. I walked back to Jane "For another time" I whispered in her ear.
Once we went outside. I asked for my phone and keys back. I scrolled through my camera roll and found a decent picture of Kiara and I. I handed the phone. She smiled lovingly the photo. "You both are so beautiful. Please come over sometime. Or I would love to see where you live. Maybe you can even move back in soon?" I nodded. I planted a kiss on her cheek and hugged her tighter than I ever had before. I told I need to go and got onto the bike. "I have one question. How did you recognize me? I mean I have changed a lot." I asked. She shrugged "Perhaps but a true mother will always know her child.". I blushed and hit the ignition. She frowned at me. "That is not an appropriate outfit young lady" I looked at her in disbelief. She held up her hands and grinned. "Kidding" she said teasingly. I laughed the loudest I had in a long time.
I pulled up into the school driveway, 15 mins before the 5th period starts. I scrambled for the hallway and bump into someone. Papers flew all over the place. "Alexis?" I almost buckled when I heard the voice. "Aiden. Sorry about the papers" I said coolly. He waved a hand. "I was chucking them down the trash." I nodded awkwardly. "So..What have you been up to?" I asked. His face brightened. "I'm going to Haiti next week, to help the people struck by the disaster". Ping. I looked at my phone and my eyes darted to the time. SHIT. "I'm really sorry Aiden but I got to go. We'll finish this conversation later" I say and run to the janitor's closet and slammed the door shut. It was pitch dark. "Let's get this over with" my voice called out. A light bulb clicked on and I was looking into the face of the person I hated the most, India. "Well well well, look who's here" she said in a condescending voice. A growl escaped me "I know everything by the way, your past, who you were, what your father did, how you never told Kiara what happened that night, or should I say Susan. In case you're wondering how, it's textbook. Threesomes can get anything out of a guy". My fists clenched. She continued. "I control you now. So bitch, you better straighten up and don't do anything to piss me off. Because if you do, your secrets will find themselves all over social media, along with before and after pictures. I don't need a threesome to open my mouth".
A/N: Well that was the longest chapter I have written so far. Hope you guys like it. Sorry I took so long to post. The chapter was just sitting in our drafts for the longest time. Whoops. Don't forget to vote, comment and follow.
~xoxo Winnie
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Hell on Heels
Teen FictionThere was a time when popular,sexy and beautiful Alexis and Kiara Ren were just nobodies. They weren't even Alexis and Kiara. Just unnoticed girls who hated themselves and even more, their life. they were just your typical losers, the girls who alw...