FrAcTuReD (Part One) (Completed continued in Part Two)

Chapter. 29

"Him?"

The person glanced off to the side before changing the topic. "It's probably why I came out, too many things crowding inside her head. Though this is a first, the pain of a memory can bring out the worst of someone if they aren't careful. When you were speaking to Charla I can only assume that something had made her react."

Alex recalled the look of pain on Charla's face before she had blacked out, and how she had looked as though she was fighting something internally during the whole day.

"Don't blame yourself for something you can't control." Alex looked at the person as if they had just read her thoughts. "Doing so won't do you any good. And it won't for her either, she's been through enough crap when she lived in the damned city. I don't want her to think that she'll need to deal with anything else besides living."

"Then why do all that?"

With an unamused stare a response was given. "I just told you why."

"Not about Duke!" she looked at this person with a level stare. "There's been something I've been meaning to ask you, you specifically."

"Oh?"

But before Alex could say what she wanted there was a knock on the door and a slightly concerned Nina opened the door peaking inside. "Um, my Dad said he wanted to talk to you Charla, can you come down stairs?"

"Sure, I'll be there in a moment."

"And..." Nina looked to Alex. "My Dad's partner, wanted to speak with you Alex."

"Huh?" Alex said unable to hide her confusion. "Why me?"

Nina shrugged. "I don't know, he just wanted me to tell you that. Oh, and he's walking you home after what happened."

Oh son of a... "Seriously? He doesn't need to go that far."

"Says the girl who panicked when I woke up on the floor."

"Hey!" Alex pointed angrily in the air. "That's completely different from this and you freaking know it!" with a sigh she pushed her hair out of her face. "Fine, fine I get it. I'll be there right away. Thanks Nina." When Nina headed back to her own room Alex added. "But this by no means we're done with this conversation."

With a slight arched brow, a question was asked. "You're not going to ask now?"

"No point, too many people around. Plus, I think Charla would rather want it to be a private conversation. Don't you think so?"

A shrug. "Your choice, not like my answer would change." And with that they headed down the stairs and split ways, Alex heading outside where Claude was waiting while the other headed into the living room where Isaac gave a look of concern.

However, the next day Charla didn't show for class, the rain was falling heavily making the whole sky look as if it were almost night. During the brake, Alex merely stared at the empty desk that was Charla's seat, maybe she felt too embarrassed to come to school after what happened? No, she wouldn't be like that, if anything Charla would be concerned and want to speak to Alex privately about the events of what happened. Any normal person would want to look for answers when they couldn't remember certain events.

But the fact that Charla wasn't even responding to texts made Alex a little worried, the girl would at least respond when able but it had been almost a whole day and nothing.