Their Secret

Awkward

It's been a week since I got out of that place called a hospital. My dad got a nurse for me even though I told him I will be fine. Xavior and Greyson are always checking up on me as in every five minutes. Ashton comes over everyday to check if I'm ok. I appreciate everything that my friends and family are doing for me but sometimes I just need some space to breathe and I guess they don't understand that. I hear a knock on the door and Claire goes to open up.

"A Mr Donati is here to see you, must I let him in?" She asks. My body goes cold. I take my phone and make sure that Chris is on speed dial.

"Y-Yes" I say trying to hide my fear. I really don't fancy being shot once again. Alessandro comes into view. He is on a wheelchair and has a bandaged hand. One of his cronies pushes him until he is opposite to where I am sitting.

"How does it feel to be on the receiving end of the gun?" I ask smiling. He gives me a deadly stare.

"So are you going to tell me what you want?" I ask. Claire leaves us.

"I want what I asked you to get me three months ago" he says flatly.

"No, I said I am not going to do that. So now please leave" I say seriously.

"I'm not going anywhere until you agree to give me what I want" he says with a smirk.

"Not going to happen, I think you can just go talk it out with Rita since she knows that Ashton knows the truth" I say indifferently. Chris and Ashton come running into the house with their guns out. Guns. A memory of when I was shot dances in my mind.

"What are you guys doing here?" I ask irritated.

"Claire called us" Ashton says curtly.

"Why don't you guys understand that I don't need saving? I am fine on my own! I don't need any of you to tell me what to do and when to do it! I am my fucking own person! The sooner you all accept that the better all our lives can be!" I say angrily and go to my room. Ashton comes into the room minutes later.

"What the fuck was that? We were helping you, you didn't have to lash out like that" he says frustrated.

"I don't need anybody's help. I am fine, why don't you guys want to understand that? I am not some project every one can have a piece of. I am not and it irritates me that you guys think that I am one. It's fucking annoying!"

"Alex you need to calm down" he says shortly.

"I said don't tell me what to do. You know what just get out! Get out Ashton!" I say standing up and pushing him towards the door. He looks at me surprised and then turns around and leaves. I don't understand why everyone wants to micromanage me. I go downstairs to find an empty living area and I go to the kitchen and make a ham sandwich and get myself some apple juice. When I am done I go upstairs and sleep.

***