Alex's Story

Chapter 2

*edited*

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Brandon was immediately pulled off of me and was being punched in the face, simultaneously. "Christian! Please stop!" I pleaded trying to pull him off, which wasn't a good idea. He pushed me away hard, making my feet fall from under me and hitting my head on the wall.

"Alex!" They both yelled as they immediately stopped fighting. They rushed to their feet and came running over towards me, but Christian got here first. He picked me up and started running. That's the last thing I remembered before I blacked out.

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"Honey! I'm home." My husband spoke as he came in the house from work. I was in the kitchen making dinner, the smell of chicken roamed through the air.

"I'm in the kitchen!" I yelled back, chuckling to myself a bit. He always said 'Honey I'm home' everyday after work. He came to me and wrapped his arms around my big tummy, we were expecting any day now.

"Alex, you know I love you right?" He asked as I put a teaspoon of salt in the chicken. The whole family was coming for a Thanksgiving Dinner and I couldn't be more ecstatic.

I turned around to see his perfect face and perfect features. We've been together since high school and fell madly in love, he was my high school sweetheart and I loved him with every ounce of my being. "Yes Christian, I know that and I love you too." I said turning around to kiss him.

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I woke up in sweaty mess. The lights were dim, but I could tell that I was in a hospital room. I tried to sit up, but the IV in my arm made me slump back down because of the pain. No one was in the room, surprisingly. I closed my eyes and right on cue, someone opened the door. I didn't know who it was, so I pretended to be asleep, hoping they'd leave me alone or say something.

The person walked beside my bed and held my hand. I immediately knew who it was when he spoke, "Listen, I know you can hear me. God, you've been asleep for two days and I still think it's my fault. That's besides the point, anyways. I love you, I've been in love with you since the first day I laid my eyes on you. I just never told you because I was so afraid," I heard him sniffle a bit. Which was surprising for the big bad wolf.

"I remember you always walking to school with your hair in pigtails. You wore little dresses and you were absolutely adorable. My stupid, nine-year-old self thought that the only way to get your attention was to bully you." He chuckled and rubbed his thumb over my hand. The memories from grade school came flooding back. It sounded like he scooted a chair beside me, but he never let go of my hand."I love you Alex. I'm so sorry for hurting you all those times."

I opened my eyes and looked at the gorgeous creature in front of me, his blue eyes immediately had me lost. I put my hand on his check and he jumped a little bit, but leaned into my hand.

"You really thought that of me?" I asked.

"Wait, you heard that?" He asked shocked. I nodded and he blushed before continuing, "Yes, I do think of you like that." Now it was my turn to blush, and I'm pretty sure that I resembled a tomato at this point.

"Well-" I started but was cut off by the door opening. Christian immediately let go of my hand as Alice, Andrea, Amy, Brandon, and my dad came in the room. I was gonna tell Christian that I didn't know about my feelings, but the whole zoo just popped in, literally.

"Hey dad, where's mom?" I asked propping myself up as much as I could with the IV.

"At home, Ethan's been sick all night, again." He explained, which I didn't want him to, I haven't told anyone, but my parents thought I did. I've had to stop them multiple times at home talking about his medical bills or his state of health. To be honest, I didn't want to believe that he really had cancer and I sure as hell didn't want the pity of anyone else.

"Oh." Was all I could get out, hoping he would get the hint to stop talking about it.

"Well I better get going." Christian said as he walked out giving me a small smile as he left. The door shut behind him an Amy smiled.

"What was that about?" Amy asked coming towards me. Her eyebrows wiggled up and down and Brandon just scoffed at her remark. She glared at him and he folded his arms.

"Nothing." I lied, rolling my eyes.

"Oh here's your homework." Alice smiled as she handed me a big stack of papers. They dropped on my stomach and knocked the air out of me. I glared at Alice and she blushed with embarrassment.

"Thanks Alice. Way to brighten the mood." I mumbled.

"Welcome." She beamed with those pearly whites of hers. Note to self: Kill Alice when I'm done.

"So what happened the last two days?" I asked to no one in specific.

"Nothing." Brandon said then looked out the window as he leaned against the wall. He was mad or upset, I could feel the tension in the air.

"Can everyone, but Brandon get out? Please?" I asked, pinching the bridge of my nose with frustration. Everyone nodded and left, but Brandon was still leaning against the wall. "What's up with you lately?" I asked.

"Oh nothing, just that the girl I've loved since like ever has a huge crush on Mr. Player." He said sarcastically. He had no right to call Brandon a player. Yes, he gets around, but so does Brandon. "Hello?" Brandon said waving a hand in front of my face. I guess I zoned out a little. He sat at the edge of the bed.

"Sorry." I mumbled trying to look anywhere else but him. I guess he got the memo because his fingertips slid under my chin to pull my head up. Those hazel eyes captured me once again

"Listen Alex, I love you." He said looking at me. His hazel eyes were gorgeous as ever, better than Christian's eyes, sadly. I hated myself for comparing them, but I couldn't help it.

"Brandon, I know that you like me, but I think it's best to be just friends." I said putting my hand on top of his hand that was on the bed. He snapped his hand away and left the room angrily. Great, just great.