Avoiding Commitment (Avoiding #1)(120)

"I hope it's not going to happen, because you're not involved with him," Chyna retorted staring back at her friend.

"I could have slept with him. I could have given myself up to him all over again. I could have torn down all the walls that I had placed around myself against him, but I didn't. Do you know how hard it is to say no to him? No! How could you?" she cried anger that she had bottled up threatening to overflow. She was even beginning to make wild accusations against her best friend…the one person in New York she told everything. Well…almost everything.

"Watch it," Chyna warned.

"You are just given everything you want. You just take everything that you want. You have no concept of what it means to say no to someone that you truly love, because you don't love anyone," Lexi uttered viciously.

Chyna's mouth dropped open in shock. "Excuse me?" she asked weakly. It was an emotion she hardly used. She wasn't used to feeling weak.

"You heard me," Lexi growled. "You have a silver spoon shoved up your pretty little ass, and the world jumps at your beck and call. You've never loved anyone because you've never put yourself out there to be loved. You just sleep with guy after guy after guy."

Chyna jaw set at the accusation. "And you're much better?" she asked shaking her head. "You do the same thing, but at least I know where I stand with them. You…you're just using them, because you can't have the one thing that you want. The one person that you want doesn't want you, and you're right I don't know what that's like. Everyone wants me."

"Yeah they want to f**k you and be gone by the morning," Lexi said maliciously.

"That's better than wasting a life on someone who will always choose the other girl over you. I'd rather be in control, using them rather than have them use me, because that's all he's doing. He's using you, and when he's done, he'll throw you out with the trash like he always has," Chyna snarled letting her words cut straight through to Lexi's core.

Lexi couldn't believe what she had just said. Was this what Chyna had been holding back all those years? Was this what it was like to get the full blow of Chyna's anger? Suddenly, Lexi felt like all the air had been sucked out of her body. Her chest was seizing up with the lack of oxygen and her head was spinning in the oxygen deprived environment. She could feel her face lose its color as the blood flow weakened. She gasped out hoping to breathe in some precious oxygen, but nothing happened. Then she was in darkness.

When Lexi finally began to stir, the first thing she noticed was that she was no longer in the same place she had last been. Her fingers spread apart as she felt the silky material caress her hand. Her eyes fluttered open as the reality that she was lying in the hotel bed came to her. She turned her head to look around and found that there was a crowd of people whispering just inside the double doors. A searing pain shot through her head at the movement. She reached her hand up to her aching head. Her hand pushed into her tangled hair and found a large knot on the backside of her scalp. She groaned at the slight feel of her fingers brushing the spot.

The noise must have alerted the room as Chyna immediately scrambled to her side. Her face was tear-stained and the most imperfect Lexi had ever seen her. It was a relief to see her this way. And though she knew this had something to do with her, she couldn't remember what had happened.

"Oh my God, you're okay," Chyna gushed, a fresh wave of tears threatened to break loose. "I was so worried. Oh my God. Oh my God." She was fanning herself with her hand as she perched on the side of the bed. Her face was stricken with worry.

"Chy what happened?" Lexi asked weakly attempting to sit up in bed.

"Whoa there," a man said rushing forward and pressing her shoulder gently back into the bedding. "You'll want to stay lying down for a little while longer. Looks like you had quite a spill."

The wave of nausea that hit her when she tried to get up was the only reason she hadn't fought this man. "Yeah I guess so," she said turning her face to look at Chyna again. She wanted answers.

"Oh, this is all my fault," Chyna muttered covering her face with her hands. Lexi glanced back to where the crowd had been, and saw that everyone else was beginning to exit the room. She figured it must be hotel staff of some sort.

"Ma'am I'm sure this was not your fault," the man said putting his hand reassuringly on her shoulder. "People faint for all sorts of reasons," he stated calmly. His hand rubbed down her arm gently in an effort to halt any further bouts of despair.

"I fainted?" Lexi asked trying to put the pieces together.

The man reluctantly stepped away from Chyna. He was a bit older with graying across his temples, but with the look that showed he must have been very attractive in his younger years. Lexi didn't miss the glance he sent Chyna's way just before focusing his attention back on Lexi. "Yes as far as I can tell you just fainted. I'm Dr. Mike Cutler. You can call me Mike if you like," he said flashing Chyna another brief smile.

"Will I be alright, Mike?" Lexi asked using his name to snap his attention back to the person who was bed ridden.

"You took a pretty nasty fall and managed to smack your head into the side of the coffee table. There is a large knot on the back of your head, but that should be gone in a matter of hours. You'll have some tenderness over the next couple days, but nothing to trouble yourself over. No concussion or any serious damage. You'll just need to take some ibuprofen for the pain. Seems to have frightened your friend here quite a lot though," he said readjusting his focus again. Lexi rolled her eyes. "If either of you need anything further, just give me a call," he told Chyna handing her a business card.