My Life, chapter 4

After Alex waved goodbye to Good Charlotte, she jumped in happiness, knowing that today, is the day, that she gets her knew bass, guitar, and drums.
'What the hell's your problem?' Billie Joe asked, lighting a cigarette.
'Nothin'. I'm just waitin' for somethin' to come...' Alex ran down the stairs to the basement, grabbed a couple beers. But, sense she was doing this really fast, she tripped over Erin's wires for her bass, and knocked over a bunch of old Jones Pop bottles. Mike turned, hit Tre in the stomache and Billie Joe, ran down stairs, laughing at what he saw...
'What the fuck?' Tre said, looking down at Alex, pouring water on her face.
'The fuck? I'm ok... I just tripped over some stupid wires... Oh... here's your beer...' Alex said, laughing very hard, to the point that you can't even hear laughing, and she was crying.
'Oh... umm... no here's your beer.' Mike grabbed the beer bottle, opened it, and opened the other one Alex had, poured it over her, trying to make her stop laughing. But the bad thing was... that her shirt was somewhat see-through, so when she got up, soaking all she did was laugh even more.
'Ok... Billie Joe... This is something you can deal with...' Tre turned around, grabbing a shirt for Alex to put on. 'Look, we really don't need to see your piercings...' Tre said, glacing at Alex's chest. She really didn't care much, but once Billie Joe and Mike looked... she crossed her arms.

---Staring out at the heavy rain, Alex sighed, and continued to play her guitar.
'Lost hopes, drowning in blood. Broken promises and distroyed futures.
Heats are broken, love dies tonight, being cover in black darkness.
All to be hiding... Cuts on a sweet girl's wrist, changing slowly.
Drugs and knifes, tears hidden in her room...'
'Broken hopes and dreams, lost in a pool of blood. Taken away, all rumors running around, 90 percent true...'
'Dyed hair black, done with all of her sweet ac. No more of it... end her happyness? Slowly started with black nail polish... still on the wrong crowd... She's the leader of the group. No more are her rituals Christian... She only belives in Satan...'
'Slowly stared with black nail polish, slowly ending in blood...'
Billie Joe, standing in the door way of Alex's room. He walks in, puts his hand on her shoulder. 'Look, if you're really like that, let me see your cuts...'
Alex pulled off her wristbands, crying hard, she showed her cuts. She looked up at Billie Joe, eyeliner running down her cheeks, rain pounding harder on the windows and roof... The power goes off... Alex grabs Billie Joe's arm. Even though Alex likes the dark and rain, storms and what not... She never really liked it when the power turns off all the sudden, without warning.
'What happened?' Tre said, walking into the dark room, pushing the light button.
'Smartass... the power went out...' Alex said, gabbing the candles on her "shrine". 'Here... I'll go get some more candles...' Alex walks out of the room, still crying, Mike stops her on the her way down to the kitchen.
'I know it's hard... Cuz, you... had... both birth parents and adoptive parents... and you've lost both... Please, don't commite suicide? It's the worst thing you could ever think of.'
Alex, looking up at Mike, jerks her head away, from crying, runs down to the kitchen.
'All I ever wanted to do... is die... even before my parents died... both families...' Opening the candle drawer, she sees a brand new, sharp knife, sitting on the counter. 'Should I? Or should I just wait till my real experation date?'