Cutting And Kidnapped

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:
Alexis' POV

Yay! I'm out of the stinky hospital. As much as I like the people there, I hate being in hospitals- it's like you can sense the sadness. As much as I loved being in a boot and a cast, I have my boot off since it wasn't a bad sprain. I love being in a cast though... Note the sarcasm. I would've killed to go to the beach with my boyfriend though and now because of some accident that may be intentional, we can barely go out of the house. Yeah, Coles being a bit overprotective since the car crash. What if we do end up going out and someone gets hurt?

Kenzie basically voices my opinion because at that moment she comes up with an idea, "If someone's in need of help-"

Once those words leave her mouth, Jack notices what she said and goes right over her to comfort her since something, more like some people, are bothering her. "Baby, what's wrong?" He asks, concern clear in his voice.

"I was just thinking... If someone's in trouble-"

She now gets cut off by Cole, "Call superman!"

We all laugh at that and I yell, "Where's Louis at a time like this?" (A/N people who watched 1D video diaries understand.)

"I don't know but to avoid one of us being in trouble, we stay together. At least be with one of the others. No matter what. Does everyone agree?" We all nod since we can't really forget about why she's saying this. Stupid twins, they're nothing but trouble.

"Superman on three!" For once it's Jack, not Cole.

Just because we're the messed up people we are, we put our hands in and all of us say, "One... Two... Three...SUPERMAN!" As we pull our hands up.

Okay, I'll agree that we need help, but we aren't that bad. As I think this, I see Cole and Jack arm wrestling while Kenz is basically the cheerleader. Yeah, we are that bad... Wait, no. THEY are that bad. I'm allowed to say that I'm somewhat normal. Key word: somewhat. "GO COLE! YOU CAN BEAT JACKASS!!!" With that they both laugh and after Jack wins, he narrows in on me.

"What did you call me Ms. Lex?" He pops up an eyebrow, trying to look intimidating, but it isn't working.

Once I try to pull off the I'm-scared-help-me look and failing, I stifle a laugh. "Jack. Ass," I taunt. I love getting on his nerves. I swear it's the funniest thing ever. But when he tries and get me to tickle me, I run as fast as I can. Although it's not fast, I manage to make it upstairs, also known as the first floor since we're always down in the basement messing around all the time. Damn my laziness...

As I try to tell him to stop- you know, saying the one word 'stop'- I end up hitting my head. I ignore the dizziness for what seems like forever until my attempts to get Jack off become feeble. As he notices, a concerned look crosses his face. It looks like he's thinking- reminiscing- about something. Looking for more emotions, his face goes back to worried. "Lex, are you okay?" He asks. He sounds so much like Cole right now- overprotective.

'Yeah, I'm fine. Besides the fact that I don't run, my ankles weak, there's pounding in my head, and I have a freaking cast, but that's nothing to worry about. Yep, everything's just peachy,' my inner bitch snaps. 'Oh and the fact that the car crash might be intentional makes life awesome.' I know he isn't asking just because; he actually cares along with Cole and Kenz. "Yeah, I'm fine," I rub my temples in hopes that'll help with the headache.

I love how everyone asks if you're okay and the response is always I'm fine. Why did life need to be so complicated? I mean this wasn't the same as elementary school. Those were the best years of my life. Especially when I found my three friends I have today way back in kindergarten.

Cole asks, "You sure?" Wait, when did he get here?

"Umm, yeah. I'll be back," and as I turn, I stumble on my feet. "Gravity still works," I mumble.

As I reach the bathroom, I take out my antidepressants. I'm the only one who knows I need these. Not even Kenzie, my best friend knows what I actually went through at home. I sometimes tell her, but it's not the whole story. She can't see the memories coming back as I explain to her...
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*8th grade, mid-year*

Me: Hey

Boobear (A/N: Kenzie in Lexy's phone): Hey

Me: Can I sleepover your house tonight?

Boobear: Probs. Just gotta ask to make sure it's okay.

Me: Thanks.

Boobear: Mom said she didn't care. Be over in 5?

Me: Gotta pack real quick. Be over in like 10

Boobear: Kk

*At Kenzie's house*

We're in her room on her bed as she turns to me. "If you don't mind me asking... why'd you ask to stay over?" Kenz wonders, while it takes me my all to not break down then and there. "Lexy?" I roll onto my stomach to put my face in a pillow so she can't see me this upset.

No one can see me vulnerable. I keep repeating this until I calm down a bit. "Lexy," she says in a disapproving yet calming voice while rubbing my back. "What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything."

The tone she used makes me feel so much better. Like I can know someone's there for me.

After I spill the things I felt that I could, she just looks shocked. After a few moments I decide to add, "Please believe me, Kenz. Please..."

"No. I believe you. 100 percent. What I don't believe is that whoever this is sends you these texts. And the way your family handled it. How come I didn't know sooner?"

As much as I wanted to snap at her, telling her that my family isn't like hers. I wanted to say that her family is actually interested. Mine doesn't give a fu- piece of shit. Yeah, they give me a place to live and a supply of food, but the rest is up to me. There were two things I didn't tell her. Three actually. The first being that I don't tell anyone this because I can't trust anyone. Not after the day that Kenz was out of school and everyone made fun of me. "I don't know," I mumble, too deep in thought. The second being that I cut myself. I did it on my wrist, but it can't be covered up like thighs can, so I decided to keep it a deep, deep secret. No one knew. No one besides me knows this. The third is-
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"Lex!" Kenzie screams as she's banging on the door. "Lex! Open up now!" Crap, that tone of voice made me open the door without a second thought.

She looks at me, then at my hand holding the antidepressants. "What're those?"

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Some more of Lex's past. Hmmm... No one knows what'll happen besides me. And sboogar1218 sorta knows what'll happen. But no one officially knows!

~Lexy :)