He Kept Me Sane

Part 19

        I had just met my real father for the first time, and I already had a bad image of him. I started writing more music to try and distaract my thoughts, but it had hardly worked.

        "Hey Lex can we talk for a sec?" Em asked as she sat by me.

        "About what,exactly?" I asked.

         "Look, I am sorry. I just thought that your dad was a real jerk. Plus, I thought you might find out something you didn't want to know, but now I see I was in the wrong. Usually I am not wrong about these things-"

          "You still aren't. You were completely right. I should have listened. But I am stubborn. Stubborn as a mule. I am sorry. I am the one who was wrong. I never wanna see him again." I interrupted.

            "Lex, is there something wrong? Something you wanna tell me?" Em inquired, eyes full of concern.

            "Everything in the world. Nothing can ever be peaceful. No happy ending. At least not for me. Only darkness, lonely days, and pain. That seems to be the life I was destined. My entire life was always like that. Em, my mom died. But not from a car crash. My dad is a murderer." I said, tears in my eyes.
 
             "What do you mean?" Em questioned.

             "That book with her pictures in it is numbered. He said not to go past page 50. It was too late. I saw too much. My dad loved her too much. He tied her down, hit and abused her, and then had the audacity to take pictures. Why can't life be normal for once?!" I yelled, getting angry.

        I got up, slamming my pen down. I walked over to Gerard, who was currently driving.

         "Pull over.Now." I demanded,eyes closed and fists tight.

      "Okay..." Gerard said, confused.

      "I love you." I said to him, now in tears as the bus stopped.

     "I love you too, ma cherie." He replied.

     I got off and then walked into a nearby gas station. I picked up a bottle of vodka, a bottle of hard liquor, and another bottle of vodka, because why not?

     I purchased the liquids and then started drinking them as I went back to the bus.

     "Lex,no!" Gerard yelled as he jumped out of the bus and slapped the bottles out of my hands. I watched as they crashed to the ground.

      "Lex, yes." I said, already a bit tipsy from chugging half a bottle of vodka.

      "Lex don't start this, I've been there before, it is a dark lonely path, I dont want you to go through tha-"

      "Nothing I haven't experienced before. When you grow up thinking your parents didn't want you anymore,your dad kills your mom, you go through bullying your whole life,your best friend is in a gang, you get hospitalized and then turn into a demon, and then have to fight your brother in law, with more events, mind you, life seems to have already decided your fate." I interrupted.

       He went silent, and then said,"Lex your life has been terrible. I know. But alchohol is never the answer. Never was, never will be, and definitely is not right now. But think about your blessings. Em. Your best friend for life. Andy. Your other best friend for life. Andrew. Your lil nephew. Blair. Your precious daughter. Bloodrayne. Your adorable daughter. Me. Your husband who loves you to death and would do anything for you. You have more love than you could possibly need. I love you, Lex. You know what?" He said.

      "What?" I asked, now still crying.

      "Lex Armstrong, will you marry me...again?" He asked as he popped open a ring box. It was black diamond and was white gold. My eyes filled with happy tears.

        "Yes." I said, him sliding the ring on my finger. We hugged and he spun me around. He was right. I have all of the love in the world. Right here. He carried me into the bus, bridal style. I sat in the passenger seat, him in the driver seat.

       I fell asleep in the seat and had a dream. But that dream is for another day.