Someday

Chapter 28 - I'm Sorry

Tyler's POV:

I watched her face as the multiple emotion flashed across it. Disappointment, hurt, anger, fear. I could feel my heart breaking as each one left and a new one flashed across her face. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. I thought that if I confronted her father about the terrible things he's done to her, he might tell me that he regrets doing it. Instead, he laughed in my face and told me that Alex could rot in a grave for all he cared. So I asked him the question that Alex has wanted to ask him for a while. How could a father do that to his daughter? His reply was that he was no father to the person he is supposed to call his daughter. What is that supposed to mean?

Alex's gaze fell to the ground as she brought her hand up to cover her open mouth. She sobbed into the hand and when I tried to reach for her she suddenly stood up. My eyes followed her every movement as she paced in the small bathroom, her hand still on her mouth and her brows furrowed. Then she suddenly stopped and her head snapped up to look at me. Her blue eyes studied me, probably to gage whether or not I was lying. If only I could say that I was.

She must've made the right conclusion because she then started to continuously shake her head quickly. She kept muttering things to herself as she did so which made me a bit concerned. Without stopping any of her activities, she whispered "You fought with my dad." It wasn't a question. She knew that I was telling the truth, maybe she was going into shock.

I stood up and caught her as she paced, holding onto her elbows. She looked at me expecting me to say something. I needed to say something, she was too freaked out about this. I needed to tell her something comforting, something that would calm her down. Unfortunately I said "I-I'm sorry, Alex." I internally cringed at my attempt to comfort her. She began breathing heavily and I instantly pulled her to my chest. How could she expect me not to do this? If someone was hurting her, emotionally or physically, then I was going to hurt them even worse.

I listened as she attempted to stifle her sobs. Alex was all over the place right now. Sometimes she'd just be a bit anxious and other times she'd be balling her eyes out. Like right now, for example. She began mumbling things that I couldn't really pick up, but I could pick out some of the key words. Jail. Dead. Scared. Stupid. But I didn't know if she was directing that last word at me or herself. Maybe she was calling me stupid for beating up David Everpin, her father. Or maybe she was calling herself stupid for running away all those months ago. Either way, it left a bad feeling in my stomach.

I brought her back to the living room and brought her to the couch. I lied her on top of me and pulled her close to my chest. I waited until her breathing slowed and evened out, letting me know that she was asleep. I drifted off soon after, but not before kissing the top of her head and apologizing once more.

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I woke up and immediately noticed that Alex was missing from my arms. My mind couldn't help but go back to the place where Alex was in a jail cell as I darted upstairs to search for her. I couldn't find her in her room or in mine. I searched the closets and even went far enough to search in the bathrooms for her. I do realize that if she had been in the bathroom there would've been a good chance that she would've been less than decent. Which was fine by me.

When I couldn't find her, I rushed back down the stairs to find her in the living room, flipping through all of the news channels. She was probably looking for something about her father. After a few minutes of vigorous channel switching, she seemed satisfied with the fact that there wasn't any information about her, other than the same stuff that's been up for months. She got up and turned around, jumping a little when she saw me watching her. She placed a hand over her heart and leaned over a bit.

I rolled my eyes and asked sarcastically, "Are you okay?"

She seemed to pick up on the sarcasm because she responded in the same tone. "Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Just give me a second to restart my heart." Her arm we're flailing around as she spoke, adding emphasis to each word. I rolled my eyes at her once more, which made me finally notice the pounding in my head.

My face must've given away my pain because she walked out of the room and came back a few seconds later with an Advil and a cup of water. She handed then to me and I immediately swelled the pill, eager to get rid of the feeling of a hammer hitting my head repeatedly.

Alex seemed to be in a better mood than last night. That was probably because of the fact that what I did wasn't on the news, and thank God that it wasn't.

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