* * 5 * *



Zane
~*~*~*~*~*~


Alexia: Zane?

Zane: Hey Alexia. Can I come in?

Without waiting for an answer he pushed past her and into her apartment.

She closed the door quietly.

Alexia: What the hell are you doing here, Zane?!?!

Zane: I need a place to crash. I remembered you said you had a two-bedroom place so…

Alexia: So you invited yourself to stay here! This is so typical of you, Zane! You told me to stay away from you. I do and you run to me for help. Give me that!

She ripped the can of coke from his hand that he had taken from the fridge.

Alexia: Zane! Don’t you dare, walk in this apartment… MY apartment and automatically think that you can stay here. That is not how thing work now! I love you and all but… I have someone living with me now and she’s been through hell recently. You can stay here for one night and one night only. Then, if I have to, I’ll kick your ass out of here!

Zane: So you’ll do that! To your best friend! To be left out there to be found and killed?

Alexia: Yeah. I’ll do it. Your not welcome here ever again after tonight.

Zane: Fuck this. I know when I’m not wanted.

Alexia: Then leave. ‘Cause you are as sure as hell not wanted here!

She pulled the door open from him and he left. She closed it quietly.

Alexia went and lay down on the couch.

Alexia remembered that she was the only one who Zane had left.

Alexia: You always tend to be a softie, Alexia.

She got up, pulled on her boots and ran out the door.

She got into the “parking lot” and searched for Zane.

Alexia: ZANE!?!?!

She heard something in the alley way and a gunshot.

Alexia crept over to the alley and looked down it. Only the body was left there on the ground.

She stalked over to it silently and looked at the back of his neck. To confirm her suspicions she turned the body over and blood spilt onto her hands from the gunshot wound to the forehead. When she saw whom it was she nearly screamed.

She turned around and ran up the steps and back into her apartment. She sank down against the door and cried.

Alexia: Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.

She got up and ran into the bathroom. She fiercely wiped her lips with her hand accidentally leaving blood traces. She ran the water and scrubbed at her hands.

Zane was dead.