Alex lays in his bed staring at the ceiling of his place. Eyes red, dry, and also tired. He tilts his head to his left side and there is a torn picture in his hand, showing his face and what seems to be another person. The other person's face is ripped off and color on the photo worn out as if it was left out in the rain. To the right, there is a half eaten bowl of soup and his wallet, sprawled open. His place full of color and new furnishings. His phone beeps and he sluggishly reaches for his phone, which displays a text message saying, "I guess it just wasn't the right time, I'm sure things will get better for you. I'm sorry for what I did...Good Luck...I'm gonna miss you. XOXO"
Alex gets up and takes his time getting ready. He takes a long shower, staying in deep thought, makes his way out from the shower into the sink and mirror. He takes a moment to dry himself off and then glance at the mirror in front of him. In the mirror Alex see's his defined jaw line and neatly trimmed facial hair. Around his right eye is almost completely shut and areas of black and blue surround his face. He stares in the mirror for a moment and then continues to get ready for the day.
As Alex begins to put on his sneakers and head out the door, he stops himself and goes back into his bedroom, grabs the torn photo and goes out the door. He gets in his car and takes a moment to look at the photo.
"Lexi...I'm so sorry..." as one tear streams down his face his whispers again..."I'm sorry, I just don't wanna bring you in this." He starts his car and heads out from his city, very drawn away from the sunny fall day that is presented to him. He starts down the expressway and then gets a phone call. Alex glances over to it and then takes a good look at this hurt eye in the rearview mirror. He then picks it up and answers. "Hey...how are you doing?" and an exhausted yet cheery voice toned in, "I-I'm, good. More importantly how are you baby?" she asks. "I'll be fine. Just a little banged up. I'm on my way. I should be there in about 30 mins." Alex replies. "Baby it's okay, I'm worried about you. I've been thinking about you non-stop. I think that must really mean something, you know, about us?" She says. Alex takes a deep breath in an almost annoyed and tired fashion and says, "Look Angelica, I'll be there soon we got a lot of things to talk about." Angelica replies back, "Hey babe, I'm just happy I get to see you again, I swear it must mean something. I always knew that you were here to save me." Alex gets off the phone and focuses on his highway driving. He gets lost in most of the drive and begins to think to himself...
"What was I supposed to do?"
"What am I gonna do now?"
"Am I supposed to be here?"
He reaches for his torn picture, quickly glances at it, cracks a small smile and then holds it to his chest. "I'm really gonna miss you Lexi, I hope doing what I did was the right thing to do. I pray for you to find your happiness and that one day I'll find mine." He places the torn picture on his car sun visor and on the edge of it, the paper is curled, showing some writing behind it. "2 Lonely Strangers - 1 Strong Love - Your Babygirl, Lexi"
I choose The Counting Crows for the next installment into this story. The song is "Colorblind" and possibly one of this most emotional musical songs I have heard. The piano riff and slowing tempo really bring out the emotion in this song. In this song it talks about being imperfect, and not ready but at the same time needed to be saved and not being able to be save at the same time. This is the beginning story arc for the rest of the story to be told here with Alex, a young man coming of age and also becoming more in tune with himself then he ever thought he would be. There is a missing piece to this story, what is it? What happened to Alex and Lexi? Maybe next episode will shed some light on the situation.
