Alexis Rose

its you're fault Bryson it's you're fault

*He looks at her, and he's shocked that she's defending you. He doesn't care that he's hurting you, and he just wants to get back at you. He pulls her away, and he keeps trying to choke you*

its you're fault all you're fault

*She sighs, and moves to the edge of the bed, and sits there, looking down at her hands* "I… I have something to tell you."

Tell me then, what is it?

"I've been wanting to tell you for so long, but I've been too scared…" *She pauses, taking a deep breath, and looks back up at you. Her voice is shaky, and it seems like she might cry*

*There’s a rustling noise coming from the bed, followed by a soft yawn. You can hear the blankets shift as you see someone turn their body towards you. It’s Alexis, and she says your name in a half mumble, sleepiness escaping through her voice* “Are you still awake?” *She makes sure to whisper, even taking a few glances to make sure she didn’t wake anyone*

S-shit, Alex, what are you doing in my bed?

*Alexis freezes for a moment, not expecting that response. She sits up, the blankets sliding off her, revealing her figure. She shrugs, and tries to sound innocent* "Uhh, I thought it was the couch… sorry, did I wake you?"