ALEX (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 35✨: Kill The Bitch

✨• ALEX •✨

I'm sitting on the airport bench, waiting for my plane, When all of a sudden I feel someone sit beside me.

I don't even bother to look.

"Where you headed?" The guy asked.

"I shrugged my shoulders, to my real home." I say, slightly angry.

Not at him, but at the world. At everything.

"Mmmm....." he hummed. "I'm leaving from my home."

I didn't say anything else but he felt the need to continue talking.

"My family is dead." He says. "So... I'm going to go somewhere else...... and I'm going to kill myself."

My eyes widened at what I heard, I snapped my head towards the mysterious guy beside me.

"Come again-"

It was that guy... from... when we escaped from Jackson's prison.

"I saw you here.... so I wanted to apologize." He says.

"I'm sorry." He actually looked apologetic.

"Are you seriously going to say that, and move on like you didn't just say it?" I asked.

"You probably don't remember me." He says. "But my names Michael."

"Hi, I do remember you." I say, completely shook. "I'm Alex." 

"But really, are you serious right now?" I asked.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't have anything else to live for." He says.

"Yes you do." I say. "Live for yourself."

He rolled his eyes.

"I can't love myself." He says. "I hurt too many people, in an attempt to keep my family safe from Jackson."

"But the people I was protecting, ended up dead."

"Just like that." He snapped his fingers.

I couldn't say anything.

"I hurt all of those people for nothing, and I lost my family." He says. "Could you still love yourself after that."

"Look...." I say. "There's probably not much I can do to convince you not to do this."

I don't know what to say..., I never had to talk to anyone about this before......

"What you're going through..." I reached my hand out and laid it on his shoulder. "It will pass."

He looked at me and I looked deep within his brown eyes, and I gave him a smile.

"Look I don't know you." He smiled. "But you seem like a good person."

"I just can't live with all of this stress and guilt on my shoulders." He says. "Thanks for trying though."

"I'm sorry, for what I did to you." He says.

"No!" I waved him off. "You didn't do anything to me, it was Jackson!"

"It's okay!" I assured him.

"Well... see you later, Alex." He smiled and got up. "I'm glad I could talk to you.... I just wish I could tell the other people I hurt, how sorry I am."

I smiled at him.

He waved at me, and left me sitting on the bench, with a little more sadness than I came with.