A Way Out

Chapter 9: Alexa

I hope you all are enjoying my book. I'll admit it is hard to write and juggle all my other activities, but this is something that I enjoy doing. I have a great adventure planned for Alexa, Jacob, Bayley, and Nick in the future for this book. Be sure to keep giving more ideas and thank you for all of your support! Enjoy.
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Locking eyes on his bright green eyes. Remembering what he did, what he caused. He brought this all on me. The kidnapping, the fight with Jacob, everything.

I didn't know why he did it. I never thought of him in that way like he probably did with me. He was with my best friend. I was with the best guy in the world. Nick was one of my best friends too until that incident.

I can see his chest rising up and down with the look of astonishment across his face. I couldn't tell if he was scared or happy. His face just stayed the same. His eyes locked on mine. Everyone was crowding around. I could feel the breaths down my neck like they were super close.

Seeing Nick brought up all these feelings that I'd lost what seemed like a century ago. I just so much wanted to punch him in the face, but at the same time I wanted to hug him and cry. I missed everyone so much that it consumed all my energy when I was first here in this horrible place. I still miss Jacob and Bayley but it's been a really long time that I've sat down and cried about them. I know they're on their way here, hopefully, but I just can't focus my attention on them until they're here because it will make me miserable.

I can hear whispers going through the crowd as if they were betting what I would do. Everyone knew the story. They knew how much of a douche bag this guy was. Emma and I have gotten really close and I took my glance off him so I could look into her sympathetic eyes. I open my mouth to give the confused what-do-I-do look. She tilted her head over to Nick, gesturing that I talk to him versus talking to her right now. I immediately give him a hug that is super tight catching him off guard. He hugs me back tightly.

"I thought you were gone." He said sadly.

"I know." I replied.

"Why is everyone looking at us?" He asked. I forgot of how much questions he asks.

"Because they know your story you meat head," I let go of him, "We need to talk". He looked down at his feet disappointed like he wanted to say more. I know I didn't want him to say anything. I had a few things I wanted to get off my chest myself. We exited the room with the whispers and stares dissipating as we get closer and closer to the door. I look down the hallway to make sure no one was there. I led him around the corner. I turned and faced him with my face straight with no emotion. He looked puzzled by the whole act. 

"Can I just say one thing?" He asked. Well, at least he's being polite. I just want to slap him. I nod as my response.

"I'm so sorry." 

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah."

"That's all I get. No explanation or anything. Nick I've been here a year, and it's like you don't even acknowledge that."

"I do trust me-"

"Why should I? You're a back stabber. You threw me under the bus. You made ME look bad. Jacob came over and lost his shit on me. It isn't my fault. All I wanted was for it to be done and dealt with. He said goodbye for a reason that was a lie, and I didn't even get a genuine talk with my boy-" I paused. I forgot about my big mouth. Down here we told everything because no one really knew each other. Nick probably didn't even know. Jacob knew I didn't want anyone to know. 

"I know. Will you let me speak?" He shifted his body weight onto the other foot. 

"Well?" I pause and tuck my hair behind my ears. I wait for an answer. Multiple seconds pass. I meet his eyes. "What do you have to say for yourself?"