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"Alexis, Alexis are you ok??" A.J. shouts worriedly.

"Huh...What.. Where am I?" Alexis mumbles.

"Well, you fainted, so I brought you in here. Are you ok?" AJ asks.

"Umm...ya "Alexis responds with a lie.

"Do you need anything? Brian is still in surgery, if you wanted to know."

"No, I don't want to know! It's over!!" Alexis says not knowing that the reason Brian did not reply was because he was doped up.

"Well...I am going to call your mom and dad. I'll be right back, and we can talk about everything." says AJ as he leaves the room.

"Screw life, I don't care!! I really don't!!" Alexis states as she walks to an adjoining room to take a bath.

As she slowly turns the facet to hot, she is suddenly out of breath. (Author's note: No, she doesn't take a bath with her clothes on!) She then climbs into the bathtub. She slips! She grabs the side of the tub, but her fingers will not hold on!! Something is not right. She slowly sinks in the steamy water.

"Do I really want to live?" she mutters.

"Do I love her?" AJ says after contacting her parents.

"What is left for me to live for?" she asks.

"What would life be without her?" he inquires.

"No cares," she reasons.

"I care so much," he declares.

"Katie and Nick are always to wrapped up with themselves," she says.

"I wish we could have a relationship like Katie and Nick's," he wishes while he is still wondering around the hospital halls.

"Did he ever love me?" she asks worriedly.

"Why did he have to love her so much?" he screams to himself.

"Have I ever found love?" she says

"Have I ever found love?" he says as he opens the door to Brian's room. "I have to tell her. I need to know. This is the rest of my life. If Brian gives up his chance, I think I will take my own." He swiftly searches for his love. The water in the bath creeps up to her mouth as she contemplates whether to live or die. The only thing to live for is love. The water moves up to her nose.

She remembers a quote her mother used to tell her: It's better to love someone you can't have, then someone you can't love. With this new bit of inspiration, she struggles to sit up as her final breaths are taken. She becomes frantic, grabbing the sides of the tub, but her fingers won't work. Why?!? Her brain is screaming for oxygen and she drifts into oblivion.

THE DOOR OF THE BATHROOM OPENS WITH A FIGURE GAPING IN HORROR.

to be continued...
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