As always, Alex was very pale when he stumbled out of his bunk and into the kitchen. He was also pretty jumpy. I’d gotten used to it over the years. I greeted him by pushing a poptart in his general direction on the table. He took it and lifelessly chewed on it.

Before I had time to muse about his lack of motivation when it came to eating a poptart, Matt, my boyfriend, came rushing in. In a hurry like always.

“Guys we need to be ready to go in like 20 minutes. We’ll be looking at the venue and then have an interview. Which you actually knew if you looked at the goddamn day sheets! Also you should fix your hair Alex, it looks really weird,” he said.

I almost laughed at the comment about Alex’s hair when I saw Alex’s face fall. He put down the poptart and turned around, leaving for the bunk. I shot Matt a dirty look before going after Alex. Matt just shrugged.

Alex was curled up in a ball inside his bunk with the blanket wrapped around him. This was unusual; Alex was normally not the type to take things personally.

“Lex? Are you okay?” I asked, concern obvious in my voice. I didn’t like it when Alex wasn’t feeling well.

“Yeah I am thank you. Please leave me alone,” he mumbled. The bundle of Alex and blanket was trembling.

“Alex, are you sure? I can see you tremble…” I said, unsure of what to do next. He didn’t say anything but when I carefully laid my hand onto his back in an attempt to comfort him, he twitched.

“Please… please go away. I will be fine,” he said, voice rough as if he was trying not to cry.
I left even though everything inside me refused to.

There was something wrong with Alex, more than just his usual morning grumpiness.

Notes

First proper chapter! Hope you like it, I personally am excited for this story.
Comments, rates and subscribers are very welcome! c:

-Laura