Book 1 - Slit My Wrist, Hope to Die

Chapter 34 - Text

           When waking up from her deep sleep, Alexandra sat up and yawned, clicking her tounge doing so. She scratched her head and when she turned to get out of bed, she tripped by her toes going inward, causing her to fall onto the floor. Alex made a a soft thud. "Ow, shit." she said to herself. She got up from the carpet next to her bed and brushed herself off. 

            Now fully awake, she started to get ready. As she grabbed her spare clothes from her bag, she heard her phone vibrate on the desk. She walked over to the desk and looked down, reading the message. It was from Fran. Shocked, but curious, she dropped the clothes down on the bed and checked her phone. She hadn't heard from Fran in a couple of days so she was pretty excited to hear from her again. Alex red the message.

"Hey. It's been awhile... Sorry. Im sorry for everything. Uh, can we meet? I feel pretty lonely."

"No problem. Yeah, let's hang. I miss you! I'll come on over." Alex wrote back.

A few seconds passed. "Okay. I'll be here. Hurry."

"Sure thing." Alex pressed sent. She put her phone back to charge and gathered her clothes. Grabbing the towel from the basket in the room, she left her room to go to the bathroom. Alex was wearing nothing but a bra and panties, the towel hugging her upper body. As she quickly tipped toed through the hall, she ran into Liam, who was fully clothed and cleaning shaved. "Oh, I'm sorry!" She blushed.

"It's quite alright, haha!" Liam laughed. "The bathroom is ready for you, just go on in. You have anything planned for today?"

"I'm going to see my friend. I haven't seen her in a while." Alex, still blushing, cleanched the towel around her upper body, but left her bottom half exposed. "I'll tease him. Maybe that'll get him worked up. Doesn't matter if I'm fifteen. Screw it." Alex thought to herself.

"Alright, well. I have to work. I hope you have fun. I'll be home around three or so. I'm not sure, might be eariler." Liam said. "Huh," Liam thought. "Hey panties are laced... How nice." He smirked at himself. "Anyway, I'll see you later." Liam lifted up night coffee as he walked out the door.

"Bye!" Alex said. She chuckled at herself, then went into the bathroom.

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             Upon leaving the apartment, she had noticed that the fifth floor was a little bit cleaner than it was last night. Not thinking much about it, she locked the door and walked down the steps. As usual, the rest of the building was complete shit with blood stains covering the wall, the smell of urine in the air, vomit and bottles all over the floor, with a hint of moaning coming from the other apartments.

              The urge to puke started to come up, so she quickly rushed out of the building and leaned across the brick wall beside the wall. She took in a deep inhale and started coughing. It's not that she isn't used to the scenery, it's just all of it at once with a few more extras doesn't help.When Alex was a few years younger, she wouldn't choice the best choices and always followed her friends. It's one of the reasons why she is the way she is now. She learned to adapt and when you learn to adapt you change. "Obviously." Alex said to herself.

              Alex fixed her bow tie. Her blue checkered button down matched her red and black checker jeans with black vans. Alex held her head high and walked out of the wet alley out onto the wet streets. She made her way down hill, towards Fran's house. Nervous with the chance of running into Tate, she hurried. Her long legs made it possible for her to walk extreamly fast, nothing you would expect from a little girl like her. She made it to the house in about twenty minutes.