Startled at first, Alexis jolted upright as someone knocked loudly on the door.

Alexis looked around and realized that she was the only person that was awake.

Kennedy looked almost dead on her bed. She laid like a starfish on her stomach, barely moving. A white blanket laid on her bed, one leg covered and the other poking out from under the covers.

Krista laid on her side, her white blanket neat on her bed; her chest rising and falling gently as she laid peacefully on her bed.

Alexis slowly got off of the couch right as the person behind the door knocked again.

Her bare feet touched down onto the carpeted floors as she got down from the couch.

Alexis scurried over to the door as rustling was heard behind her.

"Alexis, wait!" Kennedy whisper-shouted.

Alexis stopped in her tracks. "Let me open it, okay?"

Alexis nodded as Kennedy rose from her bed and trudged towards the door. She muttered something about Caleb 'accidentally' forgetting his phone.

Kennedy looked through the peephole only to immediately unlock and swing the door open to confront the ginger on the other side.

"Why hello, Maximus," Kennedy said, smiling at Max as Max's eyes wandered around the room.

Max was about to say something when his eyes landed on Alexis, who was sending a death glare in Kennedy's direction.

Max pushed past Kennedy and walked towards Alexis, not knowing how she would react.

Max kneeled down in front of Alexis and let Alexis' eyes scan over him as the pervious events flashed before her eyes.

Her eyes teared up and right as Max was about to place a hand on her cheek, Alexis turned around and ran towards Krista's bed.

Alexis jumped on Krista's bed. When she landed, almost flying off of the bed, she immediately shook Krista's shoulder until she woke up.

"Alexis, what's wrong?" Krista asked gently as she sat up.

Her gaze immediately went the the tallest person in the room.

"Max!" Krista exclaimed with enthusiasm, getting up from her bed and hugging Max.

"Hey, behboo," (heheheh drink heheheh) [EDITOR'S NOTE: Heheh.] Max said quietly, his voice scratchy and hoarse.

It sounded as if these were the first words he had spoken all day, after eating a bunch of sandpaper and wooden chips.

"Are you okay, Max?" Krista asked quietly. Max's lazy shrug was barely noticeable.

Max pulled Krista close and whispered something into her ear. After he pulled back, Alexis noticed the dark circles under his red puffy eyes.

Krista nodded and walked over to Kennedy. The two put on their plain, gray hoodies before walking out of the room, since they were still in their pajamas.

Max approached Alexis again, kneeling down like before. This time, Alexis took in his full image.

Messy, unkept hair, which was weird, considering Max checked the mirror twice before setting foot outside; not mentioning that he messed with it constantly.

Dark circles under his eyes that stayed half open as he looked towards his daughter; this was also out of the ordinary.

Max was good at keeping up a regular sleep schedule; the same one Alexis was on.

The puffiness and reddening around Max's eyes only occurred when his eyes were irritated or he'd been crying for long periods of time.

Max's clothes didn't match and were the kind of clothes you would wear inside of your house on a lazy day. He usually wore colourful graphic T-shirts instead of dull grey jogging clothes.

Alexis only saw Max like this when he was hurting; when his heart just got stomped on (just got dunked on (≧▽≦) ) or the hate from videos got too intense.

Max was hurting. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep anything from Alexis. She had the key to his heart; she was his doctor that made everything better.

"Oh, Daddy," Alexis spoke softly, her voice also hoarse and scratchy.

That surprised Max, hearing his daughter's broken voice.

Max opened his arms to his little girl; she didn't hesitate to jump into them.

Immediately, Alexis started crying. Tears streamed down her face as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Max wrapped one arm around Alexis' waist, the other on the back of her head.

"I love you, baby girl; so much," Max spoke softly, tears filling his eyes.

"I-I messed up a-and I d-on't kn-ow what t-o do," Max sobbed out.

Alexis stayed quiet, her tears wetting the crook of Max's neck and some soaking into his shoulder.

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(Back at home)

The atmosphere was tense, almost unsettling.

The atmosphere made Ross and Tim feel uncomfortable, like sitting down while watching someone drag their fingernails across a chalkboard.

Ross kept downstairs as Tim tucked himself away in his room upstairs.

During the fight, they had usually sided with each other. But they would sometimes yell their heads off at each other.

The ring of the doorbell caught both Ross' attention and Tim's attention.

Ross rose from his seat and jogged over to the door, looking through the peephole when he arrived.

After seeing nothing, Ross was about to walk away when he remembered how Alexis had appeared into his life.

Ross opened the door and glanced at the ground, only to find a small box taped shut.

Ross took the box inside and closed the front door.

He brought the box to the kitchen island and grabbed a kitchen knife out of it's holder and cut open the tape on the box.

Ross opened the box and stared at it in shock.

Tim was a bit curious, as he hadn't heard anything from downstairs since he had heard the doorbell ring.

Tim shrugged and turned back to his monitor where he was currently downloading 'Kindergarten' off of Steam.

It must have been a ding-dong-ditch, Tim thought.

"Tim, come here!" Ross called from downstairs.

Tim grew more curious and decided to leave his cave to investigate.

"What is it, Ross?" Tim asked after entering the kitchen, sounding irritated.

"Look," Ross said simply. Tim's jaw dropped in shock at what he saw.

"Holy fucking shit," Tim exclaimed in shock. (it corrected to 'holy tucking suit' lmfao) [EDITOR'S NOTE: Language, Tim.] (watch yo profanity)

The two continued to look at the item in shock.

That 'item' just happened to be Alexis' birth certificate.

A/N

Hey everyone! I'm so sorry there hasn't been any updates lately. School ended on Wednesday for me and I've just... kinda... crashed. Everything has been getting worse and I'm wanting to tell my parents what's going on. Tell them I'm hurting, about my Internet friends, how I help people, about you guys as my faithful readers and about my depression and anxiety.

They don't know I'm hurting or I'm hurt because I act the same way everyday. I'm losing motivation to do everything. Get up in the morning, eat, sleep, drink, live...

I am trying to tell them but, the thought of what they might do is killing me inside. I'm trying to work up the courage and tell them.

If you ever need help, advice or just someone to lend an ear, I'm always available and I'll keep everything you tell me between us as long as you do the same.

Love you all, your positive everything helps me keep going. When I help someone, I feel like I'm on top of the world, like I'm worth something. So I'd like to say thank you.

-Skipup03 😘