Chapter 11: Surprises on Saturday

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A few weeks have past, and my life has gotten into a routine, most days I go to school, then to the theatre, do the show and finally going home with Alex. Living with Alex was something else, it was a learn experience for the both us, with him having to always remind me that he cares and won't leave me, and me having to trust him with that. Since he knows everything about, he likes to make me talk about what I'm feeling, so that way I don't just keep them to myself, which I tend to do. Along with this came some arguing because I hate talking about my feelings and I'm still getting used to having someone care about me, which I know gets Alex frustrated with me doubting him. This has caused him to lash out a bit out of helplessness, but it's hard for me to just erase 10 years of abuse, just these few weeks things have change for me, I just wish he would see it the way I do. Lately Alex has been distant and not all there, almost like he's hiding something from me, and my thoughts love to twist what's going on. Part of me is thinking that he's tired of having me around and wants out of this, so Friday during class, I ask Prez if I could spend the night at her house, which of course she said yes. 

" So my mom said it was alright that you could spend the night, is that ok with Alex?" Prez says to me as we walk to the theatre for tonight's show

"Yeah, I'm sure it will be ok him." I tell her "Have you notice that he's been acting weird?" 

"I don't think so, do you think it's cause tomorrow is the anniversary of your parents?" She replies back to me. When she says this, I stopped right in the tracks, which causes her stop and glance back at me

"Wait Lily, did you forget about it?" Prez asks me

"Yes I did, we had been so busy with the show, that I forgot, I'm a terrible daughter, oh my gosh, that's probably why Alex has been distant, he's giving me space." I say as I start to cry a little. When my feet finally decide to move, Prez just holds my hand the rest of the way, and once we got the theatre my tears have dried up, but still puffy and red. We walk in and go to the dressing room, and I drop my stuff then walk to Alex's room, keeping my head down. When I reach his door and knock, I don't hear a reply, so I slowly open the door peeking in, only to met with an empty room. Even though I feel defeated about him not being here yet, I walk in and curl up on his couch, wrapped up in blanket burrito. I shouldn't be surprised that he's not here, Prez and I are usually some of the first few people here, because the school lets us go early each day just in case theres any problems with the subway. Most people won't show up for another hour or so, and this us the time to work on our homework and get anything out of the way we need to, but today has be drained and I will only be even more drained tomorrow, so I decide to take a nap. After sleeping for a good 40 minutes the door opening causes me to jolt awake, and seeing who opens it sent relief over me.

"Oh little bit, I didn't see you there." Alex says to me using the nickname he's adopted for me. Not saying anything I just go up to him and wrap my arms around him, and burry my head into his chest. He knows that something is, and I hear him sigh, but hug me back, telling me everything is going to be ok and I have nothing to fear. We stand there for a little bit until we hear over the intercom who is out and who will be playing who, which means we both have to get ready for the show.

"We'll talk later alright little bit" He say to me and releasing me

"Can we talk about it tomorrow? I'm staying over at Prez's tonight, her mom said it's fine and we don't have school." I tell him

"Lily, you know you're suppose to ask me before you make plans, but since you make a good point, I'll let it slide. Don't let it happen again." He tells me, running a hand over his tired face. I try to not show my emotions and just nod my head, going out of his dressing room.

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