Tvd Lexi Novels & Stories

During Lexi’s funeral, a letter was delivered to me from Lexi. It had been written a week prior to her death with the stipulation that it be delivered in the event of her death. Lexi informed me about her relationship with Lexus and apologized for not telling me sooner. It also explained that there were issues within her family, and she had to hide her identity.

Diablo: Lexi didn’t answer for a while as she kept her eyes on mine, clearly wondering what she was going to tell me, how she was going to explain the situation that she was in. But I knew that nothing that she was going to say was going to give me the answer that I was looking for. The reason behind her treason was not going to be given easily, and I knew my sister enough to know that breaking in, giving up, and giving any information to begin with was almost impossible.

After we were finished, Pastor Dav's previous thoughts had already vanished from his mind as he stood there observing us. "What's wrong with you, Lexi? As he approached Mrs. Dav, he said, "Honey, why the prayers? "Thank God you're here, honey; we've already figured everything out." Lexi approached me and said she needed prayers because she had a nightmare the night before and didn't want to share it with anyone. She claimed that her aunt and uncle might start questioning her about the nightmare, so she was unable to meet them for prayers. Mrs. Dav explained, "So she thought it was best to come see you, but she met me at home instead."

"I guess not.. but I don't understand. How did I even do any of that?" I motion over to Dr Bradshaw to step forward. He's the psychologist that I hired to work with Lexi. I'm hoping that his explanation will make more sense to her, as I still find it unbelievable. I introduce Lexi to Dr Bradshaw. Letting him inform her of his findings. They talk for about ten minutes before I begin to see signs of Lexi growing weak. I motion for everyone to leave the room. Giving Lexi a chance to rest. I walk over to the side of the room, and turn off the lights, intent on letting her sleep. As I begin to walk towards the door, I hear Lexi call out to me.

“As you know, I needed the rest.” “What the hell! Wait.” Brock turned to look at Lexi. “You had sex with my little brother?” “Don’t you dare judge me right now,” Lexi said with an indignant tone. “I didn’t know he was a psycho!” “Oh, you pain me,” Blake said mockingly. “Just because a guy kills a couple of insignificant people doesn't mean he’s a psycho. It just means he’s ambitious.” A couple of people? Lexi thought. Dread entered her heart. “Dare I ask where Nicole and Lindsay are?”

I asked laughing. Lexi might claim to be straight, but she doesn’t watch straight movies, or read any straight book on W*****d or GoodNovel. She knows where to get all of the gay stuffs. How the fuck is she not bi? “Uhm, I guess I will be going now, just came by to see if you’re dying pretty” Lex said pushing me off her. “For real Bitch-“ “Yeah, cause I’m gonna go uhmmm pick some few stuffs in the mall with piper.”

The weight of my words echoed with a fervent plea, driven by the unwavering belief that justice and fairness should prevail, sparing Tania from the clutches of this escalating conflict. "Why should I?" Lexi retorted defiantly, his voice laced with malice. "And who gave you the impression that she is exempt from my grievances?" His gaze shifted towards Tania, and with a cruel grip, he yanked her by the hair, further cementing his callousness.

Everything was fine. They'd had sex a few times and it was good. But it wasn't the passion with Austin or the playfulness with Molly or the catharsis with Christine. Lexi loved her father, but she wasn't a Daddy's girl and didn't intend on becoming one. How did fucking her father, a taboo on about twenty different levels, become rote?

“He always does.” Lily had always been Lexi's most vivid friend, the mad one who could go out for chips and end up dancing on tabletops in a different city at dawn. She was ardently loyal, she was passionate about everything and Lexi had wanted to be her, some years ago. But Tyler had always been her stalwart. He listened. He gave good advice. He’d been keeping Lexi grounded as long as she’d known him, and If he couldn’t help her now, no one could. Not that she needed help, she corrected herself. She was fine. Her life was carrying on according to plan. Some people—Lily, for example—might think that was a bad thing, but Lexi knew better. This was life.