"I can't believe you haven't slept with him yet!" George yells out as we walk into Alex's homeroom. Luckily no one but Alex is in the room. Looking up, Alex blushes and walks to me. Closing and locking the door, he captures my lips with his.
"Yeah, just ignore my presence then" Pulling away, Alex looks at George and smirks.
"That's what I was planning on doing" George pouts as Alex laughs.
"Thats not nice" I say trying to be a good friend.
"I know baby, but I can't help I'm so in love with you that no one else in the world matters" I look to George.
"Sorry George, he's just too sweet for me to defend you against" George rolls his eyes and smiles.
"How's gellybaby?" I roll my eyes at Alex's nick name for our daughter.
"She's good. A few kicks on my bladder but nothing else" Alex chuckles.
"She's gonna be a good footballer" I laugh and nod.
"She sure will" I look to the door and see Aaron standing by the door.
I pale considerably, after the shooting, I've been scared he would show himself. I'm angry more than anything though. Walking up to him I slap his cheek as hard as I could. As I do, I feel a sharp pain in my stomach as my heart beat increases. Gasping, I look down to see the end of a knife in Aaron's tightly clenched hand. The rest of the knife in my stomach. I look up at him confused. He just killed his child, my child. I can feel a new pain in my chest. A deeper wound that'll never heal. The wound only a mother who's lost a child can relate to.
Within seconds, Alex is by my side as George kicks Aaron out and calls for help. Some of the jocks grabbed hold of Aaron as the police and ambulance were called. The knife still inside my stomach I drop to the ground, Alex falls with me, holding my body to his. Wiping the hair from my face and kissing my forehead.
"You'll be okay, just don't take the knife out" I nod my head and try to get closer to him. I'm starting to feel cold.
"Stay awake baby" I nod my head and keep my eyes glued onto the knife in my stomach.
Soon the paramedics are by my side, George calls Kyle and drives Alex's car to the hospital as Alex gets in the ambulance with me.
"You'll be okay baby, I'm right here"
Alex tries sooth me as the paramedic pushes drugs into my system and places a mask over my mouth. I don't let go of his hand throughout the trip. After a while, the painkillers started to work and I didn't feel them pull the knife out. But no matter how much they drug me, the pain in my chest still hurt.
"You're gonna need surgery. We need someone to sign the form for you" With a shaky hand I point to Alex.
As I wake up, the events of the day come flooding in like a tsunami. My heart clenches as I choke out my tears.
"Woah, babe what's wrong?" I shake my head and pull Alex closer to me. Hiding my head in his chest.
"It hurts" I cry, he rubs my back and let's me lean on him as he sits on the edge of the bed.
"What does baby?" I cry even louder and clench my chest.
"My chest, it hurts. She's gone. Alex she's gone" Alex sighs, realising I'm talking about emotional pain. His soft lips press against my forehead.
"I know baby, we'll get through it" All I do is cry.
With a soft, sad sigh. Alex leans back and lays on the bed with me, letting my find comfort in his arms. My hands gripping his shirt as my head rests on his chest.
"Lillyth?"
"Mm?"
I'm too tired to even open my eyes.
"Will you marry me?"
With wide shocked eyes I look him in the eyes. Did I hear correctly or am I being deceived? did he really just ask me to marry him? But why? I'm nowhere near good enough for him. I'm here, in a hospital bed, I have no parents to take him home to. I have a little brother I'm raising, I just lost my own child and I've been crying for about three hours in his arms.
I'm a mess, but he wants me anyway? I don't understand. I've brought nothing but trouble. I made him fall out with his brother, I made him a drunk mess when I was with his brother. He's so sweet and kind and amazing and he wants me. Looking into his eyes though...
I see this look, he looks so nervous and excited. A fiery passion in his eyes when he looks at me. I can see the love he holds for me in his soft green eyes. He's biting his lip slightly while awaiting my answer.
"Well, Lillyth, will you marry me?"
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Payton Brothers - Alex Payton
Teen FictionLilyth Ivory Vallian is a seventeen year old girl, brown hair, green eyes and dimples on each cheek. Her parents passed away when she was too young to remember, she's been in and out of homes and juvinal hall. After much persuation and time, she is...