The shrill ringing of the phone brought Alexa out of the dreamlike state she had been in for almost the past two hours. She had laid down on the couch, everything in the apartment was absolutely silent and she had just dozed off. She sat up just enough to be able to reach the phone and grabbed it from the cradle, it beeped as it clicked on automatically. "Hello?"
"Alexa? Where did you go at?"
"Hi Claire..I came home for a little bit.."
"Did I wake you?"
"I had just dozed off..are you ready for me to pick you up?"
"Well..."
Alexa sighed, "Claire..."
"Alexa...anyways, umm..well..the guys kinda invited us to go out with them tonight."
"Dude, you know I don't like places like that."
"Girl, come on! Have fun for once. He's not around anymore and can't stop you from having a freaken life! Come on..plllleeasse! Say you'll come with me!"
"Claire..I just don't think I'm ready."
Claire sighed, "God Alexa, you act like the world should just stop and rotate only when you decide it's ready to!"
"I do not!"
"Yes, you do. I've tried to be there for you, everyone has, but it's really hard when you shut yourself off from reality and only live in Alexa's World."
"Claire.."
"Look, I'm going, if you decide to come we'll be at Club Paradise about 8. If you don't make an appearance then I know our friendship is over."
"Claire!"
"I'm hanging up now, I'm on Lance's phone."
"Claire! Please, just let me-"
"Bye Alexa."
The dialtone was the next thing she heard. Alexa slammed the phone down and walked into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Claire had been there for her...ever since him...she had tried to be supportive but she didn't know what she went through and what she was still going through. Sighing she looked at the clock, it was nearing 6:00. She groaned and laid back on the bed. She really should get out more. 'But what if he shows up?,' A small voice in her head asked.
"He can't and he won't.," She said outloud, sitting up to look in the mirror.
'He still controls you...he has a part of you that you can never get back. You will never forget.,' The voice taunted.
Looking in the mirror, she didn't truely see herself. She saw a part of her she didn't need to see. She looked away from the mirror and walked out of her bedroom, flipping on the tv in the living room and heading for the bathroom. It was time to forget him and try..no, she wasn't going to try, she WAS going to have fun.
Claire sat next to Lance in the crowded booth as the bass pumped throughout the club. The occupants of the V.I.P section mingled with one another, drinking and dancing. Lance leaned over to her, "Are you sure she'll show?"
She nodded, "Yep.I probably pissed her off."
"I bet you did..I was there when you said all that stuff.."
She nodded again, "I know. OOooooo, there she is, I'll be right back."
He nodded, "Should I go get her a drink or anything?"
"Nah, she'll be fine."
Claire stood up and made her way to Alexa, who looked about as uncomfortable as one could feel in a crowded dance club. She smiled, "Hey."
Alexa just glared at her, "I'm here."
"I noticed. And where did you get those pants at?! And that shirt?!"
She shrugged, "I found it in the back of my closet stuffed in a box.."
"Ohh..well..it looks great."
"Dan's not here, is he?"
"Nope, apparently he has the night off."
"Ohhh...so he's at home?"
"Yep."
"Does he know you tried to get me to come here?"
Claire shrugged and tugged on Alexa's arm, "Doesn't matter, come on, they're all up here."
"You better appreciate this Claire."
"I do, more than you know."
Justin had been talking to Joey and Lance in the booth when he spotted Alexa being dragged by Claire towards them. His eyes unconsciously looked her up and down, the girl had a body to die for. She looked so scared and looked as if she felt so out of place. He could see that she wanted to turn and run back out the door she had just come through, but at the same time he could see some excitement in her eyes. The two finally reached the booth and Claire slid in next to Lance once more and Joey took the seat next to her. Justin smiled gently at Alexa and slid over, "You can sit here, considering that's how they planned it out."
Alexa finally smiled a little, but it was a nervous one, "Thanks."
"You want something to drink?"
She shook her head, "No, I'm fine...thanks."
Joey looked around, "Well..I'm off to dance."
Claire grabbed Lance's hand, "Us too! Come on Lance!"
"But I can't dance!"
"So?! Come on!"
Alexa turned as Claire dragged a protesting Lance down the stairs to the main dance floor. She sighed and turned back to the table in front of her. She slid away from Justin a little and tensed a little, it was a habit. "I won't bite..."
"I know...I'm sorry..this just isn't my scene..at all....well..anymore."
"Anymore?"
She shrugged, "When I turned 17 and could get in some places I used to go out all the time..but...after...so..awhile it got old..so I stopped."
"Ohhhh....I don't believe you."
She looked at him, "I didn't expect you too."
"Then why you'd flat out lie?"
She stood up, "I have no idea why I'm here in the first place."
She stormed off and Justin could of hit himself, "I am SUCH an idiot sometimes.."
Alexa was in the bathroom, trying to calm her nerves and actually build up the nerve to go back out there and up to the V.I.P section to get Claire. She stepped out of the bathroom and walked down the little dark hallway, the bass pumping through her ears. It was then she spotted him. She ducked behind the corner as fast as she could but it was too late. He had spotted her. Every nerve in her froze and she couldn't move. He was in front of her in the next instant and had her up against the wall at her back. She could smell that cologne he had always worn and it nearly made her sick. How was she supposed to get away when she was frozen in place like this??
Justin walked down the stairs and towards the bathroom where Claire had said she had see Alexa dart off to. He saw the few stares he got from girls on the dance floor but paid them no mind. He needed to apologize and needed to do it before he lost his nerve. His senses over took him and he immediately spotted her near the corner near the hall that led to the bathrooms. He then spotted the guy that was standing in front of her, talking to her. He was about 6'2 or so, dirty blonde hair and he was much bigger than Alexa. He felt a bit defeated and was about to go back upstairs when something told him to step in and get her. A couple passed in front of him and he practically had to push them out of the way. Alexa and the guy were gone. Panic stormed through him and Justin ran to find Claire. "Claire!"
Claire turned to see Justin dodging people left and right and he was breathing hard when he finally reached her and Lance. "What Justin?"
"Does...Alexa..does she have a boyfriend?"
"No..why?"
"I was going to go find her and apologize for being the ass I am and she was talking to some guy and I was about to go see if she was okay and then they were gone!"
Claire's eyes widened, "Oh shit, we have to find her! NOW!"
Justin led Lance and Claire to where he had last saw Alexa. Claire and Lance took off in 2 different directions to scour the club. Justin walked outside and walked to the back entrance where they could of gone out easily. Justin knew something wasn't right. He knew he had to find her. He didn't know why or what was going but something was telling him to find her quickly.
He was now in the back parking lot. There were barely 10 cars parked there. "Alexa!"
"Justin?"
He spun completely around, she stepped out of a dark shadow, her arms wrapped around herself. He stepped forward a little, "Are you okay?"
She nodded, "Umm..yeah..I'm fine.."
"Somehow I doubt that..com'mere.."
She stepped forward, almost hesitantly, and he wrapped his jacket around her shoulders, "Who was that guy and what happened?"
She shook her head, "No one.. and nothing happened.."
He stooped down a little and looked directly into her eyes, she was scared. "Then why do you look like a deer caught in headlights?"
"Justin..please..not now....or here.."
He nodded, "Come on then..I think I freaked Claire out.."
"Were you actually worried about someone other than yourself Justin Timberlake?"
He nodded slightly, "Yes....and I don't worry about myself too much..."
"What's that mean?"
"Not here or now.."
Claire and Lance appeared and Claire hugged her, "Are you okay?"
She nodded, "Yeah..but I think I need to go home.."
"Was it him?"
She nodded again, "Yeah.."
"Did he do anything, because you know I'll kick his ass...and so will Dan..."
"No..he didn't do anything Claire..."
She turned to Justin and handed him his jacket, "Thanks..I'm okay now.."
His hand brushed hers and he noticed it was shaking. "I don't think so..I'll drive you home."
"Justin..you really don't have to."
Claire nodded, "Sure he does..I'll drive your car back to the dorm and come get you in the morning before we head to the library.."
She sighed, she wasn't going to get out of this. "Fine.."
What they both didn't know was that, that night was going to turn into the longest of both their lives.
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