THIS MEANS WAR

Chapter 22: You know Danny has softer lips than you do.

*Okay 22 exists it just comes after 23 and you're gonna have to deal with that, I'm sorry. Yes, read 23 before 22. Just as it is. I know it's messed up and welp I'm sorry but I cannot help it.*

ALEXA'S POV

My lips trembled as I let a soft sob slip through.

And then I couldn't hold it in anymore.

I allowed myself to cry.

Everything finally felt real?

It felt like hatred and pain flowing through my skin.

Anger.

I wanted to throw my fist into the wall. Just to make the pain stop.

To feel a little less.

Or maybe just feel nothing at all?

I wanted to not feel.

The longer I stared at the pale front door that stood in front of me, the more I wanted to not feel.

Because feeling meant knowing that it wasn't home anymore. Feeling meant accepting that it wouldn't be home now. Feeling meant blaming Tytan for what he did. Feeling meant blaming myself. Feeling meant helplessness.

My heart thudded in my chest as I stuck the key into the door.

I wasn't supposed to be here.

There was a reason they didn't want me to stay here anymore. They knew what it meant. They understood how it felt. But it was home. At least that's what it was supposed to be.

It was the only place I could even imagine being home.

I shut the door behind me as I walked inside.

Everything about home hurt.

I'll understood that the loneliness would swallow me whole if I stayed alone much longer.

I needed someone to tell me this wasn't so bad?

"What the fuck Harrison?" I heard an angry grumble as soon as he picked up the phone.

"Can you come over?"

"Why?"

"Because I'm alone."

"Aren't we all?"

"What?"

"In the end, we're all alone. We're fucking alone. No matter how hard we try to convince ourselves that we aren't."

"Hunter? Are you okay?" He sounded unlike himself.

"No. You?"

"Nope."

"So I guess we can't help each other then. It was nice talking to you Alexa." He hung up on me.

He made a valid point.

Somehow valid points weren't what I was looking for right now.

I was looking for something comforting.

Meaningless comfort. Just to feel like myself again.

To feel something that didn't feel so much like loneliness.

Something like Tytan? Maybe?

But I had a feeling that I wouldn't be able to hold myself from beating the shit out of him if I saw him right now.

Maybe that wasn't a terrible idea?

I was hurting, maybe he deserved to hurt too?

My mind stopped thinking.