She's Thunderstorms | An Alex Turner Fanfic

Chapter 14: Pretty Visitors

                                          PRETTY VISITORS

        I stood there, shocked. My mouth hung open and I almost had a laugh sound come out of it. The dark night made obscure shadows on her face which made her look like a super villain. I managed to pull myself together and say,

        “Umm...what?”, very confusedly, almost giggling.

        “You took Alex from me. He was perfectly in love with me till he came to stay with me this summer and he started hanging out with you more often instead of me!”

        “.....the fuck”, I accidentally said out loud. There was a pause so I said,

       

       “...whoops...”

        Why was I so awkward. She was infuriated. I expected it to be like one of those dramatic movies when she would come barging in, but she didn't. She just stood there practically shaking with anger. It was silent.

        “Well....”, I started, trying to reason and be as nice as possible, “What did you expect? We had been friends for three years.... and I mean...we hadn't seen each other in almost two...”

        She shook her head and stared me down. “That's no excuse”, she said, “I told you to stay away from him and-”

        “But I did”, I interrupted, “I stayed away from him until he broke up with you, which isn't my fault”

        “It kinda is...”, she stated.

        “Really? Cause from what I've heard you weren't the greatest of girlfriends in the world”

        “Well....”, she said, trying to hide the fact that she knew I was right, “What... are you an Alex together now?”, she stepped closer to me, glaring.

        “Oh...no no...we're not together...”, my eyes darted around the room. She was scaring me now.

        “Well obviously. He would never date someone like you. Are you hanging out now though? Now that he....broke up with me...?”, She asked.

        “...of course...”, I said, ignoring her first comment.

        She looked surprised that I didn't do what she told me to do, so I said, “It's not like I am gonna stop hanging out with my best friend just cause some girl tells me to. I tried it, Arielle, and I was not happy. I could barely live with myself. I could never ignore Alex like I did before.”

        “Well you better get used to it”, she started, shaking her head angrily, “I'm planning on getting back together with him. I better not see you two together....”

        “Well that's gonna be hard...”, I heard a voice call out behind me.

        I turned around to see Alex in dark black jeans and a black shirt, emerge from my apartment. Arielle looked so shocked. Her mouth hung wide open and she quickly closed it.

        “Oh....Alex! Funny seeing you here...”, she said, smiling, trying to hide the obvious fact that she was basically bullying me.

        How could she not tell that Alex obviously knew what was going on. She waited a moment and said, “....So...why? Why...is it gonna be hard for you two not to see each other?”

       “Well”, Alex paused, “We live together now....since you kicked me out? I don't know if you remember that...”

        “WHAT!?”, she called out angrily then calmed herself, completely ignoring the fact that she just did that and said, “What...?”, much more calmly, twirling her hair.

        “Uhhh...you kicked me out. I moved in with Beatrice cause I don't have anywhere else to go...”

        “What the fuck Alex don't you care about me?!”, she said, trying to be the hero.

        “You didn't seem to care when we dated...”, Alex answered back.

        It was one of those moments where my jaw dropped yet I was still smiling. Alex looked to me, smirking, and he tried to hold in a laugh and made a sort of scoff sound instead. Arielle just stood in the doorway with a 'I can't believe this is happening' expression on her face. She waited a minute then screeched,

        “You can't be living with this no good bitch!”

        “Arielle”, he stepped closer to her, “I heard everything you said to Beatrice. Number 1: We're never gonna get back together. Number 2: I'd much rather be with Beatrice than you, any day.