No Time for Love

Chapter 7: Closing Walls

Don't really like this chapter but it was one those when you had to just get it out of the way to get to the good stuff.

Don't ask me why, but I really was stuck on this chapter for a while. It just wasn't right. Sorry, anyway.

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Watch me, going out of the way when I should've went home

Drake x Come Thru

Alexia's P.O.V.

 “Okay, first, what I need you to do is calm down.”

My eyes snapped to Shay once the words left her mouth. I wanted to calm down, believe me, but my nerves were bad. I can not just sit around and act like everything is okay. It's not. And it won't be for a while and I guess I just have to get used to that for the time being.

“What are you talking about?” I asked. “I am calm.”

“For real? Then why did I have a damn buffet for breakfast? And before I could even set my fork down, you snatched the plate from in front me. Now, you just cleaning all the nooks and crannies of my kitchen. Not to mention, you cleaned that same exact spot on the counter, four times already.”

Well, what the hell did she want me to do? I had to do something while I was in her house. I can't just sit around and not do anything while Shay offered me a place to stay. I had to put my input in as well. It would be different if it was just her but she has a family now. She has enough shit on her plate and me coming in with my drama and dead weight, wouldn't help her out anymore. And that makes me feel as if she was supposed to that. I know she did it out of love and I know she did it out of understanding, but I can't deny that I feel as if she did it because she didn't have a choice. So, I am just playing my role in all of this.

“It's called common courtesy.” I said as I put the cleaning spray under the sink.

“Hell no. This ain't no damn common courtesy. I know you, Alexia. Something is up.”

As much as I wanted to deny it, I knew she was right. I swear I can't stand Shay sometimes, and how well she knows me. But life at the moment for me, right now, really isn't on my side. I've been here one night and I can already feel the heaviness of shit. I'm starting to realize that this isn't a nightmare, that I can just wake up from. Everything is real and everything really is crumbling. That little everything-will-be-okay pep talk I gave myself is withering away. Shit is happening and I can't do anything to stop it.

But me reaching the realization of my crumbling life isn't why I'm alphabetizing Shay's canned goods. No, something inevitable was going to happen today. Coming back to Virginia was taking the first step to opening the doors of my past and today I'm about to take the second. My heart was breaking and beating a mile a minute at the same time. I had to do something to keep my mind intact so if it takes cleaning a fucking counter twelves time then so be it. Shay has a spotless kitchen and a full belly and I... have my right mind.

“I don't know what you're talking about” I shrugged, putting the canned green beans next to the hot jalapenos.

She sighed.

“Alexia, sit down.” she patted the stool next to her.

Rolling my eyes, I put the can down and moved to the seat next to her.

“Okay,” She sighed once I finally got comfortable. “I know what's going on in that big ass head of yours,” I glared at her. “And you need to stop stressing. It's gonna be alright. And today may be hard to get through but it will happen. It's going to be hard but accept it as it is. You only have so much time.”