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Angst ~Eleven~

*I accidently deleted this when I was done. I will kill myself now -_- Anyway, enjoy I guess. *grumbles* -_-...Okay, happy Lexa is back! :D haha Dedicated to, Halle, Mary Cait, Alicia, Tiara, Dimplez and everyone else! :D Enjoy! (im hyper off of Red Bull, dont judge me -_-) Anyway, Happy New Year everyone! :D
-Lexa*

"So, did you ever suspect it?"

I looked at Ellen, confused but finally understood and sighed. "I...I wish I didn't but...a part of me did. I...I guess I saw it coming at some point but I never knew it would be so quickly."

I sighed and paced silently, waiting to hear how long the flight to Germany would be delayed.

"Flight 24 to Berlin, Germany will be delayed until 10:00 pm."

My eyes widened and I groaned, sinking into one of the chairs near me. "Great, just great." I mumbled, taking out my cell phone.

"Hallo?"

I sighed, leaning back. "The flight's been delayed 'till 10:00. Stuck here 'till then."

"Damn, can LAX get any worse?" I heard the slight slur in my half-brothers' voice and sighed.

"You been drinking again, Jimmy?"

"Well...maybe a little." He admitted, trully sounding guilty.

"A little bit too much, bro. Get some sleep, I'll have someone else pick me up when I get there, ja?"

"Mm." He agreed, already sounding tired. "See you in the morning then."

"Yeah. See ya."

I ended the call and instantlly went to calling another number.

"Hallo?"

"An? Sorry, Jimmy got drunk and I need someone to pick me up from the airport whenever I get there. The flights' been delayed for a couple hours. Could you help?"

"Sure, Li. I don't really have anything planned anyway. Call me when you get there, alright?"

I smiled, nodding to myself. "Alright. Thanks."

"No problem."

"Dad, do you really have to leave?"

He looked at me and sighed, nodding sadly. "I'm sorry, Li."

I pouted, folding my arms. "Ever since you married Debbie..."

"Lila, I know she can be...well..." He trailed off, trying to find the right word.

"Bitchy?" I suggested, raising an eyebrow.

"Now, you know I don't like you saying things like that."

"I got it from her. She's the one who swears all the time."

"Lila, I know she's-"

"She's not mom!"

"What's all the yelling about?"

I glared as Debbie walked in, a fake worried look on her face. "Nichts, du sau."

"Lila!"

I looked down at the floor, instantlly regretting my words as I mumbled a silent 'sorry'.

"Go to your room. I'll have a talk with you later." Dad said sternly, gesturing towards the stairs.

I opened my eyes as the plane landed, making me groan and sit up. The memories were scaring me. I'm...

Afraid.

*Nothing, you pig.
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Okay, most stupid ending I've written -_- But *shrugs* anyway, Happy New Years everyone =)
-Lexa*

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