How it all began
Chapter 1
At 25 years old, Alex had everything she wanted or that was what she thought at least. Alex had a very comfortable life growing up with no hard choices to make for her future. Her parents, Brandon and Emma Johnson, were both surgeons and both were top of their field, and many would come from miles away to see them. Brandon was a brain surgeon and Emma was a heart surgeon. They met during their first year in medical school in the school library. They become friends and study buddies at first, doing their residency at the same hospital where they started dating and fall in love. When they had finished school, they went to a fly-by-night wedding chapel and got married before starting their first day as a resident. The plan was never to have kids, but after becoming pregnant by accident, they decided to have the baby and named her Alexandra. Alex was raised by nannies and Emma went back to work. When it came time to start school, they enrolled her in a private school, only the best for their daughter. Although they were very busy, they took time off of Alex when they could, holidays and school breaks were spent at home with them, and even though they were always running off to do surgery, Alex thought that was just how parents were. They never made her feel like she was unloved or unwanted. At age 12, Alex was called out of class and sent on the next flight home where her grandmother was waiting for her at the airport. Once they reached home, her grandmother sat her down and told her that her parents had boarded a medical helicopter, but the helicopter had hit a bad storm and crashed. There were no survivors. After the funeral, Alex was sent back to school while her grandma went back to work as a heart surgeon. Alex still came home during holidays and school breaks, but home was a different place now. The home was her grandma’s condo.
Alex had from a very early age wanted to follow in her mom and grandmother's footsteps and become a heart surgeon. When she graduated at age 17, she had her choice of medical school she could go to. Her life was on track. At age 18, she again went home, but this time to bury her grandmother. After the funeral and the settling of the estate, she would again return to school, but this time all alone in the world. But to Alex that didn’t matter, her life was still on track. At age 20 and in her third year of school, she was contacted by one of her father’s formal co-workers, doctor Jeffery Blackburn, and offered a spot at the hospital where both her parents worked to complete her schooling. There she worked alongside Jeffery, learning to be a heart surgeon as we wanted. It only took six months for her life to derail. Alex and Dr. Jeffery had just finished surgery on a patient, but it had not gone well at all, and they had to pronounce him on the table. It was then that she learned their patient and his wife were involved in a motor vehicle accident and the wife never made it to the hospital. This wasn’t the first time she had to inform a loved one of a loss, but this one hit home hard. Alex made the notification to the wife's mother as she was the only one here at the time. It was then Alex learned the couple had left behind a 12-year-old daughter. That was the start of the crack that would break her. Alex went home that night and cried herself to sleep. The second and final crack would come a week later. Dr. Jeffery was called in to do emergency surgery and rushed into the hospital with his young daughter in tow. His daughter didn’t seem to be fazed, but this wasn’t the first time, and she knew it wouldn’t be the last. The surgery went well and, after informing the family, Alex went to go sit with the young girl while the doctor was finishing up. Talking to the little girl finally broke Alex and it was then that she realized that this was not the life she wanted to raise kids in. What was during that conversation that she, for the first time, really questioned if the childhood she grew up with was what parents were supposed to be? Although she had never questioned her parent's love for her, she couldn’t help to wonder if she really knew what it was like to love and be loved.
That night when Alex went home, she didn’t cry. She grabbed a bottle of water and sat on her balcony, staring off into the sky, and was wondering if this was really the life she wanted for herself or for her future kids. Two hours later, her world came crashing down. Alex had no real ties to anything, she had long since realized she was gay from an early age but never had a girlfriend. Only short flings that fizzled out due to her schooling and surgery are always getting the top spot in her life. She had no one to answer to besides herself, no one to talk her down from the cliff that she was on. So, she did the only thing she wanted to at that time. Alex dropped out of the program, packed her things into her SUV, and went back home.
Since there were no other relatives, everything from her parents and grandparents was left to her. Money was never something she worried about but also never something that she flashed around. In all those years she had never spent a dime that she didn’t earn aside from her two years of college and again never blew her money on things she didn’t need or flashed it around. She had her parent's house and her grandma’s condo, so she never worried about where she was going to live. She just packed up and left. Upon arriving in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, she moved back into her grandma’s condo and enrolled in school to do the only other things that made sense to her now. She went back to being a computer programmer, a weird change she knew, but programming had always been something that fascinated her. After four years of college, she started working for a small company but soon realized she did not want to be locked down with a nine to five job and went freelance. It was in those four years of college that she opened up for the first time and allowed herself to make friends and do a little bit of partying. It was in those four years that she would meet people that would remain her friends for years to come. It was in those four years that she began to date. None of her girlfriends lasted more than a few months, but it was not for lack of trying, she just always felt something was missing in their relationship and was never able to fully open up to them.
Then one night at a party thrown by her ex-girlfriend and now best friend Rachel and Rachel’s girlfriend Sarah, she happened to meet the girl that from the first time they locked eyes she knew she was meant to be with.