Vestige | The Society

Sixteen | Leadership

"When did we agree on this? Because I don't remember agreeing!" Alex shouted looking at the people around the table. They had just told her about Allie, none of them had expected for it to go well, but none of them thought that she would scream at them. Yet, there she stood in front of them. Sam shrunk into his chair, the fire behind the girl's eyes was enough to give him nightmares for the rest of his life. Grizz wanted to just throw her lavender tea at her to make her calm down. If there was one thing you did not want to see, it was Alexandrea Bex angry.

"We need a leader who people will listen to," Will tried to reason with the red faced girl. She just turned her head to him slowly. It was like she was a robot, ready to kill them all. They knew how much she cared for Allie, and that she would do anything to protect her. Allie could hear it from upstairs and wanted to laugh. She had expected all of it. As did Grizz, but seeing it was still horrifying. 

"Literally anyone other than her. ME! If you had asked, I would have done it,"

"We know!" Sylver shouted, causing her to be quiet. She coiled back slightly like a puppy who had been told off. She pouted, but he continued. "But we just witnessed you having one of the worst flashbacks we have ever seen. We know you could have done it. But, some of us didn't think it was the right time," He stood up waking over to Alex, holding his arms out. Most of them expected her to nod her head and curl into his arms. But, she turned around and stormed up the stairs, knocking on Allie's door. Her body still shaking from the anger.

"Who is it?"

"Alexandrea,"

"Come in," She swung the door open, sighing. Allie tried not to laugh at the pouty face Alex was making. 

"You know you don't have to do this right. If you want I'll do it. You don't need this on your plate if you can't handle it right now," Allie smiled at her, patting the area next to her, and Alexandrea sat down beside her. Allie wrapped her arms around her, giving her a small squeeze. Both of the girls needing the support. 

"Thank you Al, but I can do this," Alex ran her finger's through Allie's blond hair. She knew she wouldn't be able to convince the other girl not to do it. Everyone else had made her mind up for her. Yet, she couldn't help but feel slightly responsible for this. If she had been a little stronger, maybe they would have turned to her instead of Allie.

"Fine, but I am declaring me your right hand woman. I will always be there when you need me," Alex declared giving Allie another squeeze. The blond laughed, shaking her head. Allie couldn't express how thankful she was for Alexandrea. She was the only one who understood how it felt, the only one who put Allie's deteriorating self before her own mental and physical health. In that moment, the bond the two had created grew stronger. Feeling more like siblings than ever before.

"Is that how that works?" Allie asked, looking at Alexandrea with furrow brows. The girl just responded with,

"It is now,"

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Everyone sat in the church, waiting. Alex sat next to Sylver, holding his hand. She rested her head on his shoulder, while he drew different patterns on her hand. "I'm sorry for shouting at you," She curled into him further, smoothing out the floral skirt she had on. She focused on the feeling of the cold leather jacket against her skin. 

"It's okay. I was the one over reacting," Alex responding looking up at him. Sylver shook his head, placing his fore head against her's. She smiled, her eyes flicking to his lips.

"You were just looking out for your friend, one of the many things I love about you," Alex gave him a small peck on the lips before laying her head on his shoulder again. Sylver blushed, but lay his head on top of her's. He tried to forget the warmth of his cheeks, but the look from Sam gave away that him trying to cover it up, was making it worst. Alexandrea shot up, hearing the sound of the doors open to reveal Allie. Allie walked down the middle, keeping her head down.