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For The Love of Lexi.

“TREVOR!!!” His name was said in gasps as my lungs filled with hope thanking god that he was someone, anyone I could talk to.

“Juliet?”

“Yes, Trevor, it’s me jeez how are you, I miss you so much?”

“Uhm...I’m fine I guess, so about that school project...?”

“Trevor what are you talking about?” A school project?

“Yes, uhm...hang on it’s in my room.” I felt his swift movements of him leaving whatever room he was in to go to his, then I heard the door slam, “Juliet, Jesus Christ, where the hell are you?”

“I’m, I’m in Alabama.”

“Alabama???” He sounded so shocked, that I went so cross country.

“Yes, duh, now tell me what’s going on?” My words came out so fast, I was at first afraid he wouldn’t answer me.

“Juliet, things are pretty bad.”

“What do you mean...bad.”

“I mean as in, your parents are freaking out.”

“Freaking out??? That can’t be true, they hate me, and you know it.”

“Not freaking out like that...they are doing it like a show. Whenever the police show up they show signs up hope on their faces, and then when they say they haven’t found you yet, they pretend to cry.”

“Pretend?”

“Yes pretend, as in they could care less if you were dead right now.”

“That helps.”

“Well, than they came over to my house the other day to talk with me and my mom, and they told us how when you guys got home, you would get sent straight off to somewhere far away, and you’d get a beating like no one has ever seen before.”

I gasped, and felt horror shine on my face.

“Juliet, you can’t come back here...ever.”

“Trevor, I’m running out of plans, fast.”

“Jewels,” One of my numerous nicknames, “what part of Alabama are you in?”

“I’m in Selma, Alabama Trevor, but why...” And then I knew what he meant.

“Juliet, I’m coming out there...I’ll get a ticket and stuff, and I’ll be down there...I can help.”

“YOU CAN’T HELP!” The words burst from my lips and at the same time, tears began falling.

“Jewels, calm down...I can, I got plenty of money, now look I am going to go down to the train station, and get a ticket for me. Call me back at 5:00 tonight, and I’ll tell you when I’m coming down.”

“Trevor, what if you get caught, this is too dangerous, you can’t---“

“I can, and are, so stop trying to make me do otherwise.”

There was a short pause...

“Jewels, you are my best friend, and you need help, now call me at 5 but I have to go, okay.”

“O-kay.”

“Bye Juliet.”

“Bye.”

And with that, he hung up.

The rest of the day was spent building sandcastles with Lexi. We made one after another, and she never got bored. We ate lunch in the sun...with what of the little money we had left.

 

Before I knew it, it was five. I asked this nice lady, with two kids of her own, if she could watch over Lexi while I used the lady’s room. She agreed, and with that I darted to the telephone.

 

I dialed the number and he picked up on the first ring.

“Juliet?” He sounded happily anxious for my call.

“Trevor.” As a smile appeared on my face.

“Hey, okay I have a pretty good train, it leaves at twelve o clock tonight, and will reach Alabama by four. Please get to the station, and wait for me.”

“Of course...”
“Where have you been staying anyways?”

“Well I arrived the first day, and hung around, then got hit in the head and had to go to the hospital...”

“YOU GOT HIT IN THE HEAD!” He seemed shocked that little old me, who tripped on a flat surface, fell when standing still, and couldn’t catch anything if her life depended on it, got hit in the head.

“Trevor, don’t worry I’m fine, now just pack, and I’ll meet you at the train station in the back corner of it.”

“Fine...” he sounded angry, “but you are telling me what happened later.”

“Fine.” I tried sounding as enraged as he was, but it didn’t work as planned.

He laughed. “Bye Jewels...”

“Bye Trevor.”

Then I hung up first. I ran back to the lady caring for my sister, and said thank you. She said no problem, and complimented on how well behaved Lexi is. I told the lady how she has always been like that, and how she acts years older than what she really is.

 

“Lexi will you please get into your carriage, it’s time to go.” She did so accordingly.

I picked up the four bags and slung them over my shoulders, and held the carriage in my hand, and headed off toward the train station. It was a long walk, but we got to the train station by 2. I went off in the back corner of the waiting area, and put the carriage with my now sleeping sister on the ground, put down the four bags, and relaxed. I even shut my eyes, but dared not to fall asleep. When I finally opened my eyes it was to check the time, it said three forty five. Only a little while longer. And then, I saw them. And in my head was screaming DUNNN DUNNN DUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! Was this nightmare never going to end.

And they noticed me to.

At first, I felt horrified, that now, I was in a room alone with the five men who tried to hurt me the night before. Then I felt angry, angry that they tried to hurt me, I felt enraged and felt gentle spots on me of where they touched me last night. They slowly made their way over to me, I slowly grabbed Lexi and started walking backwards. But they were moving faster and I was soon going to hit the wall.

 

“What do you want from me?” The words gasped from my lips, and they showed how fearful I was.

“What’s wrong girly, we just came to play.”

“Back-off I’ll, I’ll hurt you!”

They laughed at me, and I felt tears falling.

I hit the back wall soon enough and held Lexi in my arms protectively.

“Oh, look you guys she’s got a friend.” With that, I drew her closer to me.

And then they were touching again. They were far too close for limits, and then one touched Lexi. I don’t remember what happened next besides my foot coming up and kicking one of the where it hurts, and punching one of them in the face. And then I got a big slap to the face, and I remembered how it felt that night when I realized I had to climb the tree’s but this one hurt, much, much worse that I thought. And I went flying to the ground just moving Lexi enough so she wouldn’t get hurt.