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Yeah. And so we get up to the house. There's the two boys. I had actually never been to this guy's house, but he was like one of my best friends, but we'd always hung out at like another. Another friend's house or in the woods or whatever. And so you walk in. His room was like, very trippy. There was a table in the middle. There was a chair, like right here. It was a small space. There was a chair, chair right here. Which one of the guys was sitting on? The guy whose house it was was sitting across from me. And then we sat down. I can't remember if it was a bed or a couch or something, but there was something at the side of the room that me and my female best friend sat down on. And so we start chatting and I immediately shoot my eyes towards. The guy that she wanted me to flirt with is sitting over right here. So I immediately shoot my eyes towards him. And I'm like cracking jokes and whatever, trying to do the things that she told me that I was supposed to do. And very quickly they, like, get the, you know, weed out. And what was weird about it is that, like, I have now kind of grasped the fact a little bit that, like, these guys are dealers and they had like a whole growing room at the other guy's house. And I knew they did at this house for, like, where they had their weeds. So, like, they had. They had weed. And so the table was filled with like bong pieces and bongs and whatever. And he picks up a water bottle. Bong. It literally was like a Poland spring water, water bottle. I remember just being like, oh, charming. Like, haha. And I had even cracked a joke about, like, you're gonna give me, like, the not nice stuff and whatever. As I look back and retell this story, I'm always like, there were so many signs. Oh, my God. So he gives me. He, like, has this water bottle bong and he's like, loading it up. And so I remember they were like, okay, so, like, are we smoking? And he kind of looks at me and everyone's looking around at each other. There were just like, weird vibes. And I even made some comments about, like, what the fuck is up with you guys? Why are you, like. Your eyes are like, all dancing between each other. You're so weird. And they just felt nervous. And I was like, it's because we really haven't been together this close and this intimately in so long. Like, last week we had a whole house to ourselves. This, like, we're just in this guy's room now. And so she. They're like, so. So, like, are we smoking? Like, they make like an movement. And the girl is like, lexius. Lexi is. And he was like, okay, like, cool and whatever. And she's like, I'm not. And I was like, well, I don't have to either. And they both, like, kind of were like, no, no, like. And it was just weird. Very, very weird. And even then I was like, okay, you're fucking weird. Like, what's going on here? So he puts this water bottle bong together, he assembles it and he lights it up and he, likes, has his thumb over it and he hands it to me and he's like, ladies first. And I was like, okay. So I, you know, take it. And I, like, inhaled a hit. Everyone's face was just, like, dropped. Like, like terror. And I was like. Cause I start coughing, like, aggressively coughing. Like, I've never seen them look that white. They just were looking at each other. And I was like, what's going on? And he was like, no, nothing. I just. I didn't. I didn't think you were gonna inhale it for that long. I was like, you smoke with me all the time, like. And I made a comment very specifically, remember? I was like, what, you think I can't hang? And he was like, no, it's just. That's some fire shit. And I was like, all right. The fuck does that mean? Okay. But I kind of just was like, moving on, but I'm still coughing. And so I was like, can I have, like, you know, some water or. He said like, let me get you some Water. I know that he brought water in because that's one of the last things that, like, was, like, super clear to me. And my vision started to kind of like, black. Black box. It felt like when you hold an iPhone this way and you have the, like, boxes on the end, it just felt all boxed in. I was like, this is so weird. We're, like, a minute into this, and I'm trying to, like, keep my. Keep my composure, like, whatever. He gives me the water. I have, like, a couple sips of it. And now we're probably on minute two when I realize. I don't realize, actually. I am no longer. I am no longer in that room mentally. I am actually with my grandmother, my great grandmother, who is dead. Who's dead. And of course, it's very alarming to be like, oh. But it felt like. When you. Have you ever caught yourself in a dream and been like, oh, I'm dreaming, and whatever. You know, that second, like, before you catch yourself where, like, you're kind of, like, watching your dream and, like, it doesn't make sense, but it's not that weird. And, like, yeah, so that's kind of how it felt. I. I felt like I was there, and it just was like, yep, this just is. This just is. It just exists. It's not. There's not anything complicated to it. And I was with my, you know, grandmother. There was just something so weird. I was like, we hadn't seen each other. She died when I was three. And. But, like, I distinctly remember her face. I remember so much, and she was just being weird, and I was just like, this just is what it is. Like, I'm. You know, And I guess I thought I was dreaming or something. I was calling. The dream got increasingly more scary. It was like I was having a nightmare, and she kept shouting at me and was like, alexa, do you. Do you remember falling asleep? Do you remember falling asleep? And. And I kept hearing that over and over in my head. I was like, do I remember falling asleep? Like, what the fuck? And I'm like, why is she asking that? And, like, why do I feel weird? And, like, I. I looked down, like, at my hands and tried to, like, splay them, and then they, like. Like, literally, it was just the weirdest nightmare. Like, everything turned to fire around me. And then I saw spiders and. And then there were, like, rats hallucinating. Yeah. So. So basically, I. It just. The dream kept getting weirder. It kept. Kept getting weirder. And I was like, do I remember falling asleep? Do I. Like. And I kept asking Myself that I was like, she said that. And why would I have not. And then I felt like I kept getting hit. Like I had a pain in my jaw and then a pain in my ribs. And then a. Like I was like, why? It's almost like something is like hitting me. It's almost like, whatever. And then there it was just there. It just kind of like appeared. Where like. Like that moment where you're like, I know I'm. Oh, fuck. Like, I figured it out. I'm in a dream. My brain is like, you're not dreaming, you are hallucinating. You're hallucinating. And as soon as I did that, I kind of opened my eyes. Whenever I tell this part of the story, I think people forget, first of all, how trauma works. And that trauma has a way of making us have trouble with our memory and whatever. And also that I was on substances as it was happening. That doesn't make what I remember of it less valid. It does not make. But I think people oftentimes will pick apart exactly my retelling of every story and be like, oh, well, this and that and whatever. And I try to make it very clear, explicitly state like, this is just my memories, what I remember to have happened. And I am retelling it, you know, as it's appearing in my brain today. It's not necessarily going to be a perfect retelling because, I mean, this isn't court. I don't remember everything perfectly 100% of the time, but I remember just like, pain and realizing that, like, something was hitting me. I felt like I was like flip flopping. I kept, like, they kept, I guess, grabbing my hair because, like, it was like, I felt like someone like pulled my hair and like, the feeling of, like, it goes backwards like that. And then I was like flipping all over the place. I just remember hearing one of them scream, yo, chill. And then I was like on the. I was on the floor and I kind of like tried to fight to get back. And there was a period of time where one of them, the guy had me up against a wall and he was like pressing into my neck, like, strangling me. And I was like, I at that point was like, I'm. I'm going to fucking die. I'm going to fucking die. Stop. Like, please. And I was like hyperventilating really bad because, you know, you're being strangled against a wall. And he was like, everyone fucking hates you. They're gonna be so happy when you're dead. What? You know, And I was just like, I kept, like, trying to close my eyes. Being like, this is, like, part of, like, the, you know, hallucination or whatever, but, like, that. It was. It was a physical feeling. It was. It was different than, like, that dreamlike feeling. I was like, this is physical, and they are. They are hurting me. My phone was, like, on the table. And I remember I looked over at my phone, and it just kind of, like, hit me. I was like, okay, I have an iPhone, you know, which means that it's class. I'm gonna go like, I need to get out of here. I need to get the fuck out of here. So I'm gonna grab the iPhone and I'm gonna, like, shatter it against the table or something, and I'm gonna use the glass to, like, defend myself. And so I kind of try to, like, rush that way and grab my phone, which my phone did break. But, like, again, I don't. It's not like I remember snapshots and whatever. It's never been, like, a movie to me. I remember seeing that there was an open window and that I kind of was like, well, I'm gonna die here anyway. You know, I knew we were on, like, the second or third store story. I was like, if I jump out this window some, like, I might die. I might break some bones or whatever, but at least I'm dying on my own terms because they're gonna kill me here. And. And it became super clear, especially when, like, he was holding my neck, that I was like, they want you dead. They hate you. Like, I could see it in his eyes. And I, like, tried to look over at my best friend. I tried to beg her to stop him. I tried to ask the other guy. No one was bugged. Lodging. And it was like, just this feeling I've never felt before. I was on the. You know, I ended up on the floor again. And I am trying to figure out how I can, like, get up, how I can get out of here and whatever. And at some point, the guy whose house it was, his mom, you know, opens the door and is like, what. You know, what's going on here? And he is like, well, she's just. You know, she's having a bad trip and whatever. And when he said that, I was like, what the fuck? Am I tripping? You don't trip on weed. What the fuck am I tripping on? He was like, she's just being violent because, you know, there was. There was glass on the floor. There were like, my. Oh, yeah. So once I realized that, like, I was. I was being Murdered, like. And let me make this super clear. Like, I. I knew. I was like, I am. You are killing me. Like, you know that this is a dangerous situation. There's no. There's no like, if or question in my mind. I'm like, I am in danger. So I remember I had, like. I don't. I think it was like, either I watched a true crime documentary or something, but I decided that I was like, well, you're gonna, like, die here. And someone had told me that if that ever. If you ever find yourself in that situation, which, of course, who thinks they're going to make sure you taint the room with your DNA. So I was trying to be everywhere in that room, and I, like, grabbed, like, chunks of my hair out and I, like, put them all over the floor and was just trying, like, I was, like, making a mess there. I had heard from one of them that I ripped, like, that he had a gaming console out of the. Out of the wall. Because what do you do? You're fighting for your life. And I don't know if she had just gotten home or if she was asleep downstairs or whatever. I do kind of recall he'd said, like, you're gonna wake the neighbors up when they, you know, they were, like, trying to cover my mouth and make me quiet. And I remember him making a comment to my best friend about, like, you said she was going to be quiet. And I was just in so much pain when his mom walks in the room and I just see her feet, and I've never met her, by the way. He says, you know, she's like, this is what's happening. And whatever. And he's like, but we're going to leave soon. And I was like, no, I'm going to. I'm going to die here. Like, he's. They're going to take me off this property. I'm going to die. Like. And I'm trying to, like. I can't make my voice, like, come out. It's kind of. It was just a mess. And she sat. Says something that will always stick with me forever, which is, she needs to leave. She's not allowed to die here. And just kept repeating, she's not allowed to die on my property. Get her off. She's not allowed to die on my property. Because I was like, you just walked in on your son attacking someone. And you're like. And she, like, said things that made me so aware, you know, your son's a piece of shit, and you don't want the leaves. Legal trouble from it. I actually did later find out that he was facing charges because he had pulled a knife on his ex girlfriend and told her that he was going to kill her and that he had also assaulted a police officer. So he had. She had said, like, something about he was in enough trouble. And that kind of was one of the things that prompted me later on to look him up. But to be completely honest with you, I didn't think any needed to Google my friends, especially being so young. I didn't. I didn't know that, like, when I googled his name, it was going to be like, you know, this happened. So she kicks me out. She, like. And I like, leap up from the floor, and I'm like, down the stairs, and I run out, you know, run to the door, and I grab, like, the door handle. And I, like, heard my best friend up there, like, kind of, like, arguing with them because, like, I said, I was on, like, the second or third story. I know I had to, like, run down some stairs. And I hear her, like, just talking about, like, I'm so sorry and whatever, and I grabbed the door handle because I'm like, I'm getting the fuck out of here. She must have, like, gotten there faster. Like, maybe I wasn't moving as fast as I thought. Grabs my hand and digs her fingernails in, and I, like, open the door and I just, like, pull out of her grip and walk out. And she was like, do you even know where you are? Do you even know? And, like, just starts, like, taunting me. And I was like, no, but like, I. I know what you did. I know you tried to hurt me. I know this. And she's just, like, laughing in my face, and she tells me. There are a couple sentences that I have since that moment. Like, they ring in my ears. I've never been able to forget them. This was another one which was, you're high and you're having fun. Get back inside side. Because I was like, I'm not. I'm not having fun. I'm not. This is not fun. What are you saying? She really wanted me to not leave that. Leave that house. And then she kept saying, like, you're. You're making a scene and whatever. And at this time, of course, it, like, that's why I explained the timeline earlier on, because at this time, it felt like so long has passed, when in reality it was probably only a couple minutes. It was maybe five or 10 minutes that I was in that house. You know, I'm now out on the street. But as soon as she said that she was like, you know, you're making a scene. I was like, no, I'm here. You have not seen a scene. I'm going to make a fucking scene. And I started screaming again. Another one of those things that I've never forgotten. Help me. I'm going to fucking die. And screaming exactly what happened. I've been attacked, this thing. But what I. What has always stuck with me is that even as I'm saying it, I can't make my voice go down to, like, what it was. I can't. Like, it was spoken without a tone. Like, there was no. There was no confusion. There is no. There was no sarcasm. There was no. Like, it was. So matter of fact, I would raise my voice. I would. Whatever. Because I was like, surely someone is going to. Is going to help me. And as soon as I started doing that, she pushed me to the ground. And I hit the concrete kind of right outside of the staircase, or not the staircase, but like, there were the front porch steps. And I scraped up my hands and knees and I started running from her and. And continuing. Continuing to scream that I was gonna die. And again with, like, my memories exist in fragments. So what I know about what happened next is there was a phone call to my mother. Apparently, I later found out. Cause I actually. I did a video with one of my best friends who I'm still friends with, and she said that I had called her as well. I think that what it was is like. Like, I think it might have been, like, my emergency contacts. And my. My other friend had been one of my emergency contacts because she was a person that was historically reliable. I don't have any memory of calling her. She says it happened and she remembers the commotion. But I think that it might have, like, she was in my emergency contacts, and I hit that. I also think that there's a possibility that I was just like, hey, Siri, you know, call 911 or not call 911, call my mom or something thing. She had taken my phone and my phone had broke. And there was also, like, so much like, gaslighting going on. My hand was bleeding because I had, like, fallen on the concrete, but also because, like, the glass on my phone was broken. And. And she was like, your hand's not bleeding, but like, I literally had. I have a picture of that cut. Like, it was bleeding. And she. She was just, like, trying to manipulate the situation of like, you're scared and this is hilarious to me, and whatever. And I remember asking her, I was like, what. What did I do to you? Because whatever I did, I'm sorry, call 911. I. I told her I will never tell another soul that this ever happened if you call 911. And she says, if I do that, you're going to go to prison. You're going to go there for your. The rest of your life. Because this guy is in a gang and he's a dealer, and he's. He's going to kill you. He will kill you. And even if he goes to prison, he will have you killed. And that's a lot to hang over, over the head of a person in this state. And of course, it seems realistic, because now looking back, I'm like. I almost feel like they were trying to drop little hints where I knew they were trying to mention the pills that he was selling the week before. And whatever things that I had never known about before in my entire life were now all of a sudden apparent. And I was just terrified. And I was like, you can tell him. Put me on record. Like, I am never telling anyone. And she doesn't budge. And she laughs at me and laughs at my fear and whatever, and I end up collapsing and having seizures. And during the time period I was having a seizure, a guy had come over. There were also multiple people, by the way, that tried to help me. She told them that I had schizophrenia. She was like, my sister. This is my sister. She has schizophrenia. She's having a really bad day. She's having. You know, And I was like, no, I don't. And whatever. And I think, like, people, especially at this time, it was like, things. That's someone else's problem. And I don't think people wanted to pull over because they had the fear of, like, I was acting very, like, erratically in public, and there was anxiety. I would later find out there were multiple 911 calls made. So they might have just drove away and called 911. I don't really know. But I remember just kind of, like, begging. And we got into some physical altercations. When I was there, she had, like, tried to put her hand over my mouth, and I had, like, bit her. Anyway, I ended up having multiple, multiple seizures. And someone had walked over. And then at this point, I had kind of been like, you're. You're going to die. Like, that's what's going to happen. Because my body was shutting, like, shutting down. It was, like, rapid. My heartbeat felt like. I was like. I felt like I was swallowing my own heart. I was extremely nauseous. I had had. It's just. It's so hard to describe all of the physical sensations. And I was just trying to keep myself alert and awake. And so the guy comes over when I have the seizures and I start kind of like coming to a little bit, but it's obvious something's about to happen again. And I'm slurring my words, I can't really like move and whatever. She tells him I have epilepsy. She tells him I have epilepsy. And when I'm not making sense, she's like, oh, you know, that's how it is with, with epileptics. Like, people don't want to, you know, step on anyone's toes or whatever. And she's like, she doesn't need help. And the guy is kind of like, oh, okay. And it was around this time, I think, when my mom was called. And the way my mom says that that phone call happened is that I screamed, I need help. She did something to me and just begged her for help and to call 91 1. And then my friend, like she had the phone or took the phone from me or whatever. But the. The phone call ended abruptly. My mom getting that call, which was probably a 30 second call. She was on in the car on the way to that gymnastics meet. And so she calls 911 and they say that they have like multiple calls coming in and whatever. And she's. She's trying to figure out what the fuck is happening. And she knows like around what area I'm in. So she calls her friend who is a police officer her in that town and is like, help me. So she was actually one of the first people to come out. So things started to progress where my body was shot shutting down pretty rapidly again. Like I said, this was a super short time frame and I'm just kind of like I was trying to pace the street. And I realized that, like, I'm struggling with my memory a lot. Like, it's like I know that I have to remember something, but I don't remember what it is. And so all that could really come to mind was that I had two horses. They were black and white. Their names were Paulie and Lightning. I kept saying that over and over and over and over, over and over again. And as I'm kind of like just doing that and whatever, another guy had come in. And I remember he was on the phone. He was like, what's going on here? And so I had said something along the lines of like, she did something to me. Like, I'm on drugs. I need help. Please help me. And he was like, she's. She's talking, but she's not super alert. And like, whatever. So I think that he is the one that saved my life. But I, at some point collapsed on the ground. And when I had collapsed, eventually my body kind of just like, gave out. What I remember of those moments was hearing him kind of like his voice got louder and he was, like, trying to be like, hang on, hang on. I remember hearing sirens off into the distance and being like, this is almost over. But also, I can't fight anymore. And I said something along the lines of, like, I'm so sorry. I can't fight anymore. My toes started to get really hot and numb. And I just remember, like, then everything would get, like, cold, like, super ice cold. And then all of a sudden, I couldn't feel it anymore. And it just went up my entire body, and it just hit me. I was like, I'm dying. I'm dying. And I started to pray. I was like, I don't know what the else I'm supposed to do. I don't. It wasn't even, like a super religious person. I was like, I need some sort of comfort. And there was. I had a lot of, like, very heartbreaking thoughts. I was like, I did that. Really. I was just murdered. Like, I am. Did that really happen? And I. You know, and so it travels up, and I remember there was this moment of like, you don't really have to tell yourself to breathe, but I was trying to be like, take a deep breath. And I remember physically feeling like my chest would not rise. And then in that moment, everything just started getting, like, very fuzzy. And I started feeling like I was, like, being sucked out of my body. And I know that the ambulance was on scene at that point, and they were able to give me some medical care that was able to, you know, help me and ultimately save my life. But for me, I ended up having, like, a pretty significant out of body experience where, like, I thought. I thought that I was dead. I was like, that's. It's over. And it was. I describe it as, like, it was the most comforting thing ever. Ever felt in my entire life. There was no. I was not in pain. I was not fearful. I was not. And while this was happening, while the EMTs were working on me, while I was being loaded up into an ambulance, I had oxygen. I had, you know, an iv. Like, everything that they could physically give me on an ambulance without being in a hospital. They. They did. She was recording my body. She was recording everything that they were doing. And she posted it to her Snapchat story stories. And she. And I could kind of. Like, it was a weird experience where, like, I could kind of hear things. I wasn't able to, like, talk. Like, and it wasn't like I was awake. It was almost. Again, I will use that feeling that maybe people know or maybe they don't of, like, you're asleep, and, like, you hear your alarm clock in your sleep, and, like, it kind of goes into your dream. That's kind of how it felt. Like, it was almost existing in this, like, other world where everything was super peaceful. And I was just hearing what they were saying. And so she kept saying, lexi, you're my best friend. Oh, my God. And, like, whatever, as she's, like, posting these videos. And the EMTs were like, are you kidding? Like that? You are so disgusting. And then she was like, anyway, my dad's gonna come get me. And tried to, like, run away from the scene. And they were like, no, the. He's. You're getting on this ambulance, and you're coming. Also, we're calling the police because you assaulted this girl. And I forgot to mention that the guy that ended up that I do believe, like, is the one that saved my life. There was a point where she was trying to, like, speak over me, and the guy, specifically, was like, I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to her. And it's not. And it's not like she can really talk that much, but, like, I have a feeling you have something to do with it. So I know in that moment, they were like, there's an assault happened, and the EMTs, like, I. Like, I said I could hear them, and they were just, like. They kept saying, I don't know. I don't know if you can hear me, but this is what I'm doing. I'm putting. Oh, my God. Makes me choked up. I'm putting an IV in. I'm. You're. I had oxygen. You're getting. We're putting in oxygen. Your heart rate's super high. Like, the tone when they were talking to me changed very rapidly when they were talking to her. They were like, what the. Did she take? And they were like, she's fine. Like, she smoked some weed. And they were like, no, weed doesn't cause this. Like, this is a. It doesn't cause what we are working on right now. I had a heart arrhythmia that was just like. My heart wasn't working correctly at all, and my oxygen was low. My blood sugar. I didn't even find this out until years later was, you know, super high and raised even when I was at the hospital. So they were giving me fluids to try to lower that. The hospital was about five minutes away. So I was rushed over to the hospital. I know they had, like, given me some medication as I got older. I think that it was either the guy on the street or something. I think someone gave me Narcan, and I think that's why I started. Started to. I wasn't, like, there, but whatever. I know there's, like, a note when I got the medical records that, like, kind of, like, alludes to that, but I don't know exactly. Like, we were in kind of, like, a dangerous area. So, you know, I know sometimes people, like, carry that around. I think that might have been how it happened. I'm not really sure. But later on, opiates did come up in my system, along with synthetic marijuana or K2 Spice, whatever you want to call wallet. So I think that might have been the reason, like, because I had this medical intervention. I had the oxygen I was having, you know, everything that I was able to kind of, like, survive it. But I remember they were unloading me off of the ambulance, and they were kind of, like, rushing me in. Into the hospital, and they had said something like, go to. Go to 18 or whatever. I think they were talking about rooms or they. I don't know. Maybe it was something medical. Not really sure. But I interpreted that as, like, oh, my God, she must have lied to them at some point. I'm 16. I'm not 18. And they think I'm 18, and they're not gonna call my mom and whatever. So I kept trying to, like, mouth like, you know, I'm 16, not 18. And I just, like, my lips weren't working. Like, I couldn't. I just couldn't. And they were trying to, like, reassure me of, like, hold on, you know, as best you can. And I don't know if they fully knew that I could hear them, but I started to. My eyes. Eyes flickered open while I was still in the ambulance, and especially when I was being unloaded. And it felt like the entirety of the medical staff was, like, there every. I, Like, I had been a fan of, like, Grey's Anatomy. I felt like I was in a medical TV drama. I was like, what the. Like, what is going on? And so they are unloading me and rushing me in very fast. And there are some conversations about, like, okay, we have to see, like, if she can maintain her oxygen just on this, because it's only been, like, five minutes and whatever. And we might have to intubate. And, like, no food, no water. Like, this was the first time I heard, like, npo, which is kind of like, I guess, like, no food, no water. And what my best friend does is. This was also another weird thing. I remember she carried a water bottle with her that day. It was like, a metal water bottle, and she had never done that before. And she had said it's because we smoked weed, like, the week before. And she. If she gets drug tested, she doesn't. But, like, it was weird. I was like, why? Anyway, she unloads the straw and starts, like, takes the water and opens my mouth and starts tipping it down my throat. Like, after literally just hearing that we might be, like, intubating and that I really can't breathe. And I remember the nurse being like, no, don't do, like, what are you doing? And then she was like, well, she's thirsty. And, you know, I see her lips are dry and, like, whatever. And they were like, like, absolutely not. And. And they were like, get her out of here. And they were trying to explain, like, she could suffocate, she could choke. And she was like, well, she's my best friend. I don't want her to be thirsty. And just kept pouring the. Like, they even said the nurses, the doctors, like, everyone that was there was like, that girl's not your friend. Like, she hates you. So I'm. I'm in the hospital. I hear kind of, I guess that, like, the police are coming. And the EMTs stayed with me for a little bit when I was in my room, and I guess they had contacted my parents. So like I said, my mom's friend had went over to the scene. I was already gone. So she had come. She figured out from, like, people, you know, where I had went, what hospital I had went to. And my mom turns the car around. It was actually her friend that was driving to the gymnastics meet and, like, turns her car around and was like, I'm going to, you know, see my daughter. But she was, like, over an hour away. So I don't think, like, anyone was fully prepared for, like, what was happening that day and what was coming in. Because they had said to someone who actually, I do believe it was a nurse, they were like, hey, like, while we're figuring everything out, stand guard of the hospital room because they needed to get security up, and they weren't just, like, readily available and whatever. It was just very chaotic because I had been rushed in there, and now, like, I had to be. You have to switch off of the ambulance stretcher onto the bed and they had to attach me to a bunch of tubes. And they were trying to figure out like, you know, what type of testing are we doing? Obviously we're doing a substance test, like a rape kit, like, what is going on? And so she tells them that there were, there were no boys there. So like you, you wouldn't need to do that because whatever. And sort of starts to like control the narrative very early on. But of course no one believes her. My grandparents are the first people that come to the hospital and they have described this as like the worst moment of their lives. They. They saw me pretty much. I mean, they lived like 20 minutes or less than 20 minutes, like maybe 15 minutes from the hospital and were there like very quickly. And my grandmother says that my eyes were like rolled into the back of my head. I was all over the place. I couldn't talk to them. I couldn't. They would like try to squeeze my hand. They couldn't respond. There were periods of time where I guess I was babbling and I thought I was making sense. It just, it was overall a terrifying moment. My grandmother always tells my mom, like, I'm so happy you were not there for that. And my grandfather was livid and was like, I'm going to kill. Today's the day I kill a 15 year old girl. So the police get there and I know they had talked to my mom, I know they had talked to the other girl and whatever. And at some point she came into my room and I was a little bit more. I wasn't like coherent, but I like could understand a little bit and like could talk maybe a little bit because I had so much medication, so much treatment. Treatment and whatever. And she was like, so I just talked to the police and whatever. And I'm gonna tell you what I said. Like, your mom still thinks we went to the movies and blah, blah, blah. And they don't know that the boys were there because my mom probably wouldn't have approved of like me being friends with these other boys that she didn't know. So we kind of just like changed the whole situation. She was like, what we're gonna say is that you thought your breath smelled bad. You thought your breath smelled bad when we were at the movies. And so you asked a stranger for a mint and he gave you a mint, but the mint turned out to be a pillow. And so he refeed you and like, they're never gonna find him. It's. We're Leading them into a dead end and whatever. And I was, like, baffled, and I. I was not really speaking, but I kind of, like, understood that she had said that. And I was like. My brain was still very much like, this is my best friend. Like, but she had just attacked me, and I was afraid of her. And then she told me. She's like, lexi, do you want to go to prison? Do you want. Like, do you want all the things that are gonna happen? They're gonna kill you. Like, you have no idea how bad this is about to get. And the manipulation and blackmail and whatever just got so strong in that. In that moment. And so the police had, at, you know, some point, come into my room, and that's the statement I gave them. I don't. I actually don't know if I gave them that statement or if I just corroborated what she had said, because I think that. I don't think I actually said that to them, because I think I told her that I wasn't gonna lie. But they had come in, and they were like, can you tell us, you know, what happened? And I just said, my best friend would never hurt me. That part I do, like, distinctly remember. They went on to ask my mom, do you think, like, she would lie for someone? Because we're seeing. I had bruises on my body.
