See The Light 💜✨

i.

I didn't want any of this to happen. I hated that it did. Especially to Alex.

But what exactly happened? Caleb.

I never should've let it out that Alex could let people see him..but it wasn't his fault. It wasn't Julie, the girl's, fault either. Somehow though, Caleb swore it was his fault. That the Phantoms were a threat to his existence.

Now, as I watched Alex playing drums on Caleb's stage at the Hollywood Ghost Club, I knew I needed to get them out of there. Get him out of there.
None of them looked happy, they looked scared.

They didn't want this. I most definitely didn't want it so why should they?

As Caleb's musical number reached its crescendo, Alex and I made eye contact. The electricity that sparked between us every time exploded, sealing the deal to everything that was set in stone.

I knew that once they were done, I would get them out of here. For Alex.

Always for Alex.

I watched Caleb's face light up as he began talking about his new "band" to his entourage of brainwashed lifers who clapped at everything he said. I wanted to roll my eyes but I knew once Caleb saw me do that, I'd be dead. Well...deader.

I made my way backstage, zooming past and through people as I tried hard not to be seen but still get there as fast as I could. I felt my heart jump when I saw Alex in his pink suit, standing with Luke and Reggie as they all look mortified at their future grew closer and closer.

They couldn't speak and I honestly couldn't blame them. They probably had no idea what to say.

"Alex," I announced my presence, making Luke and Reggie tense,"can we talk?"

Alex, besides his friends, looked disappointed..almost afraid of me. I can't tell you how many times a day I wished I could just make him forget about me. That I could forget about him.

He turned to Luke, not sure what to do or say, but Luke just shrugged in defeat. Alex turned to me and slowly made his way toward me, every step he took making his face distort into a wince.

I hated seeing him like this, it made me wish I was in pain instead of him.

"What do you want, Willie?" Alex's voice was hoarse, raw, and broken all at the same time. Hoarse from pain, raw from tension, broken from mistrust. I knew he shouldn't trust me at all...but it didn't stop me from trying.

"I can get you guys out of here, all I need is for you to cooperate."

"Yeah? And why should we?"

The accusations in his voice hurt but I had been through worse. And yet this felt like the worst pain I'd ever gone through in my life, knowing I'd never be able to see him again without tagging him to Caleb again. I hated it.

"Because, like I've said before," I put my right hand on his left shoulder, pulling him slightly closer to keep the conversation more private,"I care about you. And I care about your friends, too."

His eyes began to get misty when him and his friends suddenly spasm from the soul sucker that was put on all of them, I felt my heart drop as I watched Alex almost collapse on the floor, dropping to one knee while screaming out in pain.

I grabbed his hand, feeling him go limp to my touch, and began to drag him,"We have to go. Now."

All of us began running, down stairs and up corridors and materializing through doors and walls, eventually finding ourselves on the roof of the abandoned building hosting the club.