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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A L E X U S •••
"Abigail, can I show you something?" I ask.
"Sure." She replies.
"Okay I'll be right back." I say running down to my art studio.
I pick up one of the canvases that I had been working on for a while a brought it upstairs with me.
"I uhm did this." I say, showing her the painting.
"You painted my little brother." She smiles sadly.
"Yeah I thought you might like it." I explain, messing with my sleeves.
"It's beautiful." She grins, pulling me into a hug.
"So the funerals tomorrow?" I say.
"Yeah." She mumbles.
"Tyler was honestly one of the best things to happen to me." I sigh.
"Me too." She agrees.
"Do you wanna-"
"No. I'm fine." She says cutting me off.
"Are you sure? We can ju-"
"Lex, it's fine. Honestly." She states.
"You can stay here if you want." I offer.
She nods her head and close the door of my bedroom as I leave. I walk downstairs but only see Daniel.
"Hey Danny, have you seen Zach?" I ask.
"He left twenty minutes ago. He told me to tell you goodbye." He explains.
"Great." I mutter.
"What's wrong?" He asks, concerned. "Nothing I just- I just wanted to talk to him." I say.
"You can always talk to me." He smiles.
"It's just so hard. You know? I'm trying to be here for my best friend but I don't know how!" I cry.
"Shh. It's okay." He comforts, kissing my forehead.
I cry into my best friend's chest whilst he rubs small circles on my back.
•
I wake up the next morning tired. Today is the day of Tyler's funeral. I get dressed into a vintage green, embroidered dress and some lace up black boots. I brush out my hair and leave it in its natural beach waves.
"Mom, are you ready?" I shout from my room.
"Yes one minute. I'm trying to fix your fathers tie." She shouts back.
I let out a little chuckle before going to check my phone. As I'm scrolling through my social media it rings.
