Alexis’ POV
I needed to clear my mind. As soon as the boys left this morning I went for a run. All I’ve been thinking about is Zayn, Harry, Emm, and most horribly my mother. Emm said he wasn’t going to talk to me till I consider seeing my mom. I miss Alexa, my little sister that I haven’t spoken to since I left 5 years ago.
I plugged in my ear phones and took off. Running always helped when I was stressed. Betty Who: “Somebody Loves You” rang through my ears. For an 18 year old I felt like I lived a life of a 30 year old, always working, caring about work more than anything, not going out, and not having enough fun. Nicky told me it was the fact I had to grow up so fast. The fact that I didn’t want to be like my mom, 40 and living like she was 21; drinking, coming home late, coming home with a different guy, drugs and partying. She left me and my sister to fend for ourselves. Why should I go see her, why should I have to see the she devil and relive the aching memory of taking care of my sister when she was sick, crying myself to sleep when I had to pass up a meal so she could eat. I won’t ever forget all the tears I shed all the pain I felt and things I went through that I never would wish upon my worst enemy.
I stopped when my vision was too blurry with tears that I didn’t know were coming down. I looked around and realized the sun was setting and I’ve been running for hours and frankly I was far from home. I pulled out my phone, right when I was about to dial Nicky my phone died. I saw a small café up the road and thought I could use the phone there.
I walked in to country music blasting and the heavenly smell of ribs and barbeque. There was a woman behind the counter singing at the top of her lungs along with the chef. When he saw me his face went red and the lady turned and hopped off the counter turning down the music. She walked towards me with a menu in hand. “I’m sorry babe we usually don’t get customers. Please sit, um is this fine?” She said sitting me at the front counter where she was recently sat. I just nodded, the more I looked at her the more she seemed familiar. “Can I get you anything?” she said with a smile. Where have I seen her?
“Um water, but can I use your phone?” I asked she nodded pulling out the wireless from the charger by the cash register. I dialed Nicky, when I was done she said it was going to be a while because she was in a meeting that just started. I thought about calling one of the boys but I didn’t know their numbers to heart. The lady came back with water but had the same look as me.
“I’m sorry you just look so familiar, if you don’t mind me asking your name.” she said sitting in front of me by the counter.
“I could say the same and its Alexis, yours?”
“Mija (pronounced me-ha, it means little girl in spanish) how old are you?” She said sitting up straight.
“I just turned 18 a couple weeks ago, w-why?”
“Alexis? Mija its tia (it means aunt for non Spanish speakers) Monica. Is it really you?” A tear started to fall slowly down her face, then it hit me the women that helped me with my sister, the women who brought groceries whenever she could.
“Tia Mon y-you’re here.” I started to cry, she came around the corner. I looked in her eyes and saw the woman that tried her best to keep us safe. She pulled me in a hug and I couldn’t control the water that came out of my eyes. Then questions started to form. “Where were you?”
She pulled away wiping her eyes. “I moved he-.”
“No! Where were you the day she threw me out?” I said getting angry at the memory.
“I-I “she stuttered.
“I waited outside your house the whole night, I called you a thousand times, I slept on your door step WHERE WERE YOU.” I said raising my voice.
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Friends With Benefits
Fanfiction•Completed series• Alexis was bored with her life, ready to just disappear but life had other plans. Life also threw a boy band at her and she wasn't going to pass up the opportunity of a life time. What could go wrong with fooling around? Not like...
