.. beast from Crossing. Something I'm supposed to do, with that." She gestured toward the axe, which leaned up against the edge of the bench just a fe... inches from Alex's right hand. And then she was off again, back toward the elevator. "Something Granddad taught me, something he had to teach me, something he would have expected me to remember, or else he wouldn't have sent me. Something I should have learned, something I should remember..." She spun around; she was officially pacing now, and. Fuck it! “I WILL BE MORE CONFIDANT,” I nearly scream, and she smiles pleasantly."Do I intimidate you?" This question completely throws me off."I-intimidate me?" I ask, flustered."I don't see you with girls or even a girlfriend. I know what other students think of me. I'd have to be blind to miss all the stares I get. So, I'll ask you again: do I intimidate you?"She doesn’t see me with girls? If only she knew what the last week has been like for me! I can’t tell HER that, of course."You are. I considered it for a moment before deleting it. Ugh.Over the next few weeks I would go out with the occasional guy who wasn't a creep over the PoC messaging, but we never seemed to hit it off. The messages I received ranged from the crass ("Hey baby, wanna suck my dick?") to actual poetry, but by the time I messaged that last one back he had already closed his account. The good ones went fast.Another week went by and I was getting pretty antsy. After being used to almost daily sex, going cold. “She was bawling. I even gave her a little hug. I felt bad for her.”“So I’m not going to have to come over there and console you?”“Not at all,” I said matter-of-factly.“Well, wow, OK then,” she blurted out.“I’m gonna be fine, I think,” I said a little more confidently. “I’m not sure why, but it’s like I saw it coming anyway.”“But you were starting to have feelings for her?”“Sure, yeah I was,” I admitted. “But in the back of my mind.”“You knew Lexie could make it fall apart at any time.”“And it.