Make It Make Sense: #4 in the Teenager Problems series

~~Lexie's P.O.V.~~

"Don't even say it, Danny. This is unfair to Hope. You being here is unhealthy and unfair to you. Alexia isn't coming back. Huh. I won't let her." I threw myself onto the couch, feeling dangerously ready to let my anger out. Nobody should be here, sitting, watching me with nothing but caring and love in their eyes. Not when I was ready to punch something- or someone. "Do I really have no one to look to?" I'd meant for those words to stay deep inside of my mind, but they'd slipped out of my mouth as soon as I'd thought them.

"No, you don't have anyone to look to." His voice hardened, and the words cut through me icily. I'd often wondered what made him tick. Now I felt the blood rush to my face with easy anger. He didn't realize he'd hit below the belt. The bastard was still grinning like an ape. His tight shirt stretched slightly to accustom to his backbend. He often did them to crack his back, and, of course, to show off his six pack. My mind drifted to the first time he'd taken his shirt off in front of me... I snapped out of it as he stood up with a smirk. "I caught you looking, girl." I simply stared into his eyes with a holier than thou look. "I was just kidding! Both times! You can look up to me."

"A joke is anything but a joke, Dan. You know it. I know it." My voice had a horrible, cruel edge to it. If I kept going on, I might lose the one relationship I had left. The straight paths our lives were taking had been altered forever. Alexia had stormed her way into my life, and wiggled into his. She'd formed a cruel alliance with Jess, and then made another doppelganger to deal with. She tried to get even with someone who might as well be in hell.

"Stop, Lexie. You may have stopped self-harming, but you're hurting yourself emotionally. It's the same thing. Both are so you can't feel something that you don't want to feel, right? You still feel it. Deep down inside of you, you still feel it and it pisses you off because you can't make it go away." Dan brushed his lips across my shoulder, and I melted with his voice, knowing that every word was true.

"It hurts, Dan. I can't make sense of why it's me. Why they are doing this to me. I should have a guardian angel or something, but I don't even believe. I don't believe in the afterlife, or of angels. I am doubtful on the subject of God. It doesn't feel like he's ever here. How am I to be saved when I don't believe? I'd rather be anything but ordinary." I wiped my face on his shirt, letting him lead me out of the house. "Where are we going?" I held onto him like I needed him. I did. I needed every part of him.

"I'm leaving, Lexie. I can't be here."

His words turned over inside of my head and broke, scattering as my thoughts spun at his statement. "What do you mean?" My voice was cautious and scared.

"I can't be with you. It isn't healthy for either of us." I watched him as he extracted himself from me and picked up his phone. No sound escaped me, but inside, I was screaming. He pretended to not notice my tears. Jessica. It would always be Jessica. "Hun? I'm sorry. Forgive me." He gave me a solid, level look. "I want you back."

I heard Jess's voice on the other end. "I knew you loved me. One little fight can't ruin what we have, Danny. I love you, only you."

★I put you guys through a long wait, and I'm very sorry. I couldn't think of anything to write. My sincere apologies,

Love,

Claire.