Sequel: Oh Calamity ›
Status: my first story! hope you like it
Second Chances
Chapter 7: I never dreamt because I’m just too busy waiting for nothing and wasting away
No day change)
Alix’s p.o.v: I feel someone poking at me and trying to wake me up. The only one who does that is Adam.
“Adam stop poking me before I kick your ass.” I tell him with my eyes closed
“Alix you have to get up. Group therapy is in ten.” Adam tells me and I try to get up but I fail to do so
“Dude you look real pale. Do you want me to get the nurse?” he asks
“No just get me the garbage can” I tell him and he grabs it quickly and hands it to me and I puke.
“Can you help me to group” I ask him weakly
“Yeah sure.” He replies and I grab his arm and he helps me walk to therapy. When we get there he walks me to a seat and we sit down. Ten minutes later it start
“Ok today we’re talking about our past. Alix you start. And since you haven’t shared since you got here it’s mandatory for you. And we have all day. And all week” The therapist River says
“Fine. You want to know what I was like. I was a slut. A stupid fucking whore. My dad used to beat my mom and me mentally and physically. So I drank and partied to numb the pain. I’d fuck any dude I could get my hands on. It got so out of control I was addicted to meth and coke by the time I was fifteen. When my mom finally left my dad I was fucking wild a fucking addict that couldn’t be stopped. So you know what my mom did she tricked me with a fake phone number and she borrowed someone’s car and she tricked me and took me to a group and recovery home. She had been planning it for a month. She had packed my things, threw away my drugs and forced me to go. I was high when she took me so I tried to hit her. But when we arrived she called out the guards to get me and then I am guessing they sedated me. I was there for almost six months. I did get better but it left a lot of scars. I was suicidal too. So I have scars on my arms on my legs, on my neck. Is that what you wanted to know? My sob story? Well there you fucking have it.” I snap and they all stare at me.
“Next person” I seethe and they continue but I zone out on most of them it took three hours. After that we all go back to our rooms. Before I head back River stops me.
“Thank you for sharing. It was a bit rude. But it’ll help.” He tells me and I nod and walk back to my room. I walk in and go to my bed and notice there is a note on my table
“Text me later. I have a plan for our first date. And here’s my number. ~Ezra” it says and it has his number on it and I smile a huge smile I grab my phone and text him
Text: Ezra DeMarco
Me: Hai Ezra it’s me! The one and only Alixander Jackson Moriarty!
It take ten minutes for him to text back
Ezra: Haha. Hey Alix. I see you saw my note. And I have an idea for our date but it’s a surprise.
Me: aww I hate surprises. I always try to guess them and I end up failing. But I guess I will not be guessing tis time so I don’t ruin it
Ezra: you better not pester me about it. That would be annoying. But I don’t think you could ever annoy me. You’re too cute
Me: I am not cute I am scary! Ok maybe not but still
Ezra: Haha so what tis up?
Me: not much just listening to Die Right here by Joel Faviere and playing high school story. What about you?
Ezra: coo, coo cachu. I’m reading Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and listening to Portals by Lights
Me: Lights Bokan? Is she a little poppy for you? You do listen to Of Mice & Men.
Ezra: so she has a pretty voice from what I can hear. And don’t you listen to her too?
Me: yeah… oh twells
Ezra: hah. Hey I’m tired and I have school tomorrow. Night bye peacekeys fairwins (~”)~ ~(*.*)~ ~(“~)
Me: Haha night I reply and go to bed myself
Alix’s p.o.v: I feel someone poking at me and trying to wake me up. The only one who does that is Adam.
“Adam stop poking me before I kick your ass.” I tell him with my eyes closed
“Alix you have to get up. Group therapy is in ten.” Adam tells me and I try to get up but I fail to do so
“Dude you look real pale. Do you want me to get the nurse?” he asks
“No just get me the garbage can” I tell him and he grabs it quickly and hands it to me and I puke.
“Can you help me to group” I ask him weakly
“Yeah sure.” He replies and I grab his arm and he helps me walk to therapy. When we get there he walks me to a seat and we sit down. Ten minutes later it start
“Ok today we’re talking about our past. Alix you start. And since you haven’t shared since you got here it’s mandatory for you. And we have all day. And all week” The therapist River says
“Fine. You want to know what I was like. I was a slut. A stupid fucking whore. My dad used to beat my mom and me mentally and physically. So I drank and partied to numb the pain. I’d fuck any dude I could get my hands on. It got so out of control I was addicted to meth and coke by the time I was fifteen. When my mom finally left my dad I was fucking wild a fucking addict that couldn’t be stopped. So you know what my mom did she tricked me with a fake phone number and she borrowed someone’s car and she tricked me and took me to a group and recovery home. She had been planning it for a month. She had packed my things, threw away my drugs and forced me to go. I was high when she took me so I tried to hit her. But when we arrived she called out the guards to get me and then I am guessing they sedated me. I was there for almost six months. I did get better but it left a lot of scars. I was suicidal too. So I have scars on my arms on my legs, on my neck. Is that what you wanted to know? My sob story? Well there you fucking have it.” I snap and they all stare at me.
“Next person” I seethe and they continue but I zone out on most of them it took three hours. After that we all go back to our rooms. Before I head back River stops me.
“Thank you for sharing. It was a bit rude. But it’ll help.” He tells me and I nod and walk back to my room. I walk in and go to my bed and notice there is a note on my table
“Text me later. I have a plan for our first date. And here’s my number. ~Ezra” it says and it has his number on it and I smile a huge smile I grab my phone and text him
Text: Ezra DeMarco
Me: Hai Ezra it’s me! The one and only Alixander Jackson Moriarty!
It take ten minutes for him to text back
Ezra: Haha. Hey Alix. I see you saw my note. And I have an idea for our date but it’s a surprise.
Me: aww I hate surprises. I always try to guess them and I end up failing. But I guess I will not be guessing tis time so I don’t ruin it
Ezra: you better not pester me about it. That would be annoying. But I don’t think you could ever annoy me. You’re too cute
Me: I am not cute I am scary! Ok maybe not but still
Ezra: Haha so what tis up?
Me: not much just listening to Die Right here by Joel Faviere and playing high school story. What about you?
Ezra: coo, coo cachu. I’m reading Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and listening to Portals by Lights
Me: Lights Bokan? Is she a little poppy for you? You do listen to Of Mice & Men.
Ezra: so she has a pretty voice from what I can hear. And don’t you listen to her too?
Me: yeah… oh twells
Ezra: hah. Hey I’m tired and I have school tomorrow. Night bye peacekeys fairwins (~”)~ ~(*.*)~ ~(“~)
Me: Haha night I reply and go to bed myself