Alex

Friday, December 18, 2002

Night

I smashed through the hospital doors, racing to the front desk. "I'm here for Joseph Ramirez!"

The old ass women looked up with a smile. "Are you family or friend?"

"Lie," "Family."

Her fingers tapped away at the computer, and her expression went sour. "He's in critical condition, but you can wait in the hallway," she said, motioning down a corridor. "Continue down and make a right. You should see his name."

"Thanks!" I dashed down the hall, jogging. I took the right, and his family, as well as the blonde dickhead, sat outside the room. While his mother cried in his father's arms, his brother looked at me with that dumbass red face he always wore. It was obvious that he had been crying, and he looked worse than last time.

"You fucking did this!" He yelled.

"No, that blonde dickhead did it! He fucking cheated!"

His face flushed, and I knew exactly what he was going to do. "Lance, your ex-wife teamed up with him to break you guys up. All of this was his fault!"

His father's expression was that of a raging bull. He was terrifying as hell... "What are you on about?"

"They planned the whole thing, dad. They got Lance to come to that restaurant and he recorded it all! She forced herself on him!"

"You fucking—" I choked as the blonde picked me up by the neck, lifting me off the ground. He was a fucking giant, and I struggled in his arm, trying to gather any air I could.

"You're the reason for this?" He simmered, tightening his grip on my neck. My eyes were going dark, and his deathly stare put fear in my heart. "You hurt the love of my life..."

"Honey, let him go..." Joseph's mother said, causing him to let go, dropping me to the ground. I tried to catch my breath as much as I could, but he gave me no time picking me up by my shirt, staring into my eyes as I tried to find air.

IF I SEE YOU AROUND HIM OR HIS FAMILY AGAIN, I'LL PERSONALLY KILL YOU MYSELF!" "GOT IT?" I nodded in fear, coughing hysterically. He shoved me into the wall with all his strength, ripping a hole in the wall in the process. As he walked away, I slowly stood up, drenched in rage.

"Plan son. He's stronger than you..."

"FUCK OFF!" I screamed as I stormed down the hall, pushing doctors and nurses aside. I got to the exit, slamming it open with such force that the glass shattered. "He thinks he can fuck with me like that..." I trembled, storming through the parking lot. I got to my car, yanking the door open, hitting the car beside me. I got in, slamming it closed. My hands were shaking and everything stabbed me one by one. He's MY FUCKING PROPERTY. I hit the steering wheel repeatedly as tears ran down my face. "FUCK HIM! FUCK HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM!?" I screamed.

My body felt as if it were engulfed in lava, and looking in the mirror only made it worse. My neck was bruised, and merely touching it caused me to wince in pain. Taking out my phone, I called Axe. I grew angrier with each ring, but he answered. "What's up Alexis?"

"I need you to get my gun and be ready to plan some shit out."

"What happened? You sound pissed," He burst out laughing.

"Just be ready. I'm on my way," I fumed and hung up.

Staring at the hospital, I put my key in the ignition. He thinks he can just take everything from me? Fuck with me like that? "Make him regret it..." I will...

...

People moved out of the way as I walked into the club. My fists clenched, and I had only one thought in mind: getting Joseph and killing that blonde dickhead. My eyes swept the dancefloor, looking for Axe. Behind me, a voice called out, "Alex?"

It was Sarah. "What the fuck do you want?" I shouted over the music.

"Wow, okay... I just wanted to ask about Joseph..."

"He got in a car crash and his family won't let me see him."

Her eyes went wide and body stiffened. "Is he all right?" she stressed.

"He's in critical condition..." I murmured as she became more and more useful in my head. "Can you check for me?" I pouted.

"I'll go now!" she yelled. 

Her heels tapped away to the exit, and a smile spread across my face. Stupid bitch...

"Alexis!" Axe called out, wrapping his arm around my neck. "Got the gun and damn your neck..."

"Empty the club. I need quietness."

He nodded and dashed through the crowd onto the stage, turning off the music. Everyone fell silent and stared up at him. "Clubs closing early today! Get the fuck out!"

They all groaned making their way to the exit. I entered the empty V.I.P section, and he dashed in behind me. With a gun in hand. "Here..." He handed it to me, and I examined it, checking the clip. Shooting his brains out was the only thing I could think of. I wanted to make him suffer, just like my father did. An idea came to mind, and I quickly took my phone out calling my shit mother. It rang for a few seconds before her irritating ass voice came into my ear.

"Alex?"

"Come to the address I just sent you... I'm hurt..."

"On my way!" she rushed, hanging up.

Axe stared at me in confusion as I wiped the sweat from my head with the gun. "Should I call the guys?"

"Yeah, and tell them they can do whatever they want with her body..."

the fearful confusion on his face. Only made me laugh. "What happened?"

"Taking back what's mine."

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Hope you enjoyed the Chapter!

Sincerely, R.J