Artist Alexus Knightly spends day and night painting, it's all she can think about. Her parents may be rich and she may go to the most prestigious school on the upper east side but she never lets the money go to her head. She wears bright, Vintage c...
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D A N I E L •••
I walk around the cold hallways of Redview hospital and stop at a room. Room 384. Tyler's room.
I push open the door a little bit and see him laying on the bed. His body pale, his face bare and his eyes sunken in. I walk up to him and he looks up at me.
"How did you get in here?" He asks, voice hoarse.
I had lied to the people at the desk and told them that I was a cousin of Tyler's but that didn't matter so I simply gave him a shrug.
"What did you come here to do?" He asks.
"I wanted to tell you I'm sorry." I say.
"Not your fault. You didn't know." He shrugs.
"I know. But I'm still sorry. Can I ask you a question?" I ask.
"You just did." He states with a dry chuckle.
"Can I ask you numerous questions?" I sigh.
"Go for it." He smiles.
"Why did you hate me the first time you met me?" I question him nervously.
"Ha ha! I had a huge crush on Alexus but don't worry it's gone now." He laughs.
"I don't like Lexi." I reply, rubbing my neck.
"I know." He taunts.
"She's dating Zach."
"I know. But that doesn't stop you from wishing she wasn't." He replies.
I let out a huff and walk out of his room. Whilst I'm walking away the same thought kept replaying in my head.
I don't like Alexus. She has Zach. She's happy. So why am I not?
