What do i do.
I can't just sit here and stare at my phone forever. I need to make a decision.
I've been intensely staring at my phone for about two hours now. Thinking.
Why did Alex just leave?
Why didn't i go after him?
Is he okay?
Why am i so god damn selfish?
My sympathy turns into anger.
He left me crying in the bathroom, not the other way around, this is his fault.
He's so god damn selfish.
He didn't think about how this makes me feel.
What the fuck is his problem?
And then i realize i'm being a such fucking asshole.
I get off my bed and walk the short distance to my desk, and grab for my phone. Alex's name lights up on the screen before i can even unlock it. My heart skips a beat while i try unlocking it without trying in vain not accidentally throwing it and fumble it like a football.
"Lex?" what's that noise in the background?
"Jack?" something's wrong i can tell. Fuck what have i done?!
"Lex what's wrong?" fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...
"I, Jack hel-" what. What happened?
"Lex?" silence. Fuck. "Alex? Alex are you there?" Shit what did he do?! "ALEX?!" fuck this i'm going over there!
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This Year I've Had Enough
FanfictionAlex has issues that he's trying to control. (anything in the hyphens is the voice in alex's head) !!! On hiatus !!!
