As they arrived to the hospital, Alexandria was squirming on her car seat, not knowing what to think. She was going to see Keith after everything she had told him and after everything that had happened. Oh, how she hated herself. She despised herself so much. The blonde sat still for a good five minutes before saying goodbye to Gabriel and asking him to bring her shopping bags to her house. He agreed and drove off once she stepped out.<br/><br/>Inside she was greeted by a doctor and several nurses. Alex was told what Keith's current condition was, that his mind was trying to cope with a trauma. A big lump of guilt fell into her stomach. Who else could it be than her? Alexandria swallowed, feeling her dinner climb up from her stomach at the thought of destroying yet another human being's mental stability. She managed to keep her calm and collected exterior nonetheless and was invited to step into Keith's room. It was darkened and it took time for her to adjust her sight as she heard him ask who had entered.<br/><br/>At first she hesitated. Did Keith really want her to be here? Probably not. She was the cause of his trauma. For all she knew, he could be getting a seizure when seeing her. Alex hoped not and walked over to his bed where he was lying. He was bruised from the fight and looked exhausted. "It's me." She said. "It's Alex. How are you feeling?" She stood next to his bed, scared to touch him or move any closer. The urge to drink her guilt away was very much there and simply seeing him lie there caused her to remember what had happened a few years back. And how the guy who had been in love with her now lay six feet under.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes, trying to control her nausea as sweat began to form on her forehead. She felt like a completely messed up individual.