Undercover

I'm too lazy to post chapters so here's the rest

Seth hops out of the car swiftly walking towards the night club. It's not exactly night yet but anytime is drink time for Seth. I jog behind in attempt to catch up seeing that he is already in the door. Once I enter I slow down looking around for my husband. Studying the scene, I notice that several women are looking in one particular direction. Following their path leads my gaze to Seth at the bar, a woman cozying up to him. As I stalk closer I overhear the woman's harassment.
"Can I buy you a beer, baby?" The thin brunette asks. I chuckle at the sight. I can tell he's uncomfortable by the constant sipping of his water but I decide to toy with him.
"No, no." I walk closer as the girl notices me.
"Beer won't work, but if you want some action Tequila is the way to go." Seth spit tanks staring at me with wide eyes. All I can do is grin. His eyes shimmer.
"Ok, five shots should do!" Seth teases grabbing a blonde who has been staring at him because the other girl was already backing away. He slings his arm around her shoulder. My jealous eyes send Seth and the girl a deadly glare. I push the blonde aside gripping Seth's shirt pulling him into a deep kiss as the blonde just stands there observing how good of a kisser my husband is. I'm sure she wishes it was her that he was kissing instead. I move away, slightly light headed from the long make out session I took part in, mmand then sit on Seth's lap smirking at the blonde who turns away after winking at Seth. Furiously I pounces off Seth's lap and makes a beeline for the bright "EXIT" sign because the doors were hidden by the swarms of drunk, dancing people. I hear Seth chase after me stoping me by pulling my arm back.
"Where are you going?" My confused Seth prys. I manage to maneuver my arm away from him with a scowl and continue to go to the door but Seth wraps his arms around my waist and traps me.
"Get off me!" I try to squirm away but his heavy grip holds me still. A tear starts to fall as I struggle. More silent tears fall down my cheeks. Seth turns me around to face him and wipes the tears from my face. I pull my face away from him.
"What's wrong Quil?" He asks gently. Saying nothing I just glare at him while tears continue to fall from my eyes. Once I  realize that his grip on me lightens I push myself out of his embrace, tears, like rain falling down as I run towards the door leaving Seth behind me. He doesn't follow me this time. Curiosity gets the better of me and I look back. I feel my heart break. His lips are plastered on that stupid blondes! My eyes are starting to hurt. Furious I push my way through the other people slamming out of the door.

I make my way outside, tears streaming and incredibly angry. Plots to kill the blonde dance in my head till I run into a well dressed man
"Quil?!" I glance up hearing that familiar voice...
Staring up once I heard my name my eyes bulge out of my head. It's Will! My voice whispers in despair as tears leak faster and images of my body being invaded by him flood my brain. I feel weak.
"Are you alright?" his voice sounds honestly concerned. I shake my head and envelope myself in his arms seeing how he is the only one around. I let him wrap his arms around me and somehow I don't mind. I get the feeling he won't try anything again and right now I just need comfort. He was my best friend...
"You okay?" He asks again. I sniffle and move away from him.
"I will be" I answer.
"Ow!" A voice screeches from behind me.

I turn around to face an angry Seth holding a blonde tightly. Where were they going? Was he going to sleep with her! My gaze fell to an slight erection bulging from his pants and I felt my face turn into fire.
Liquid rage seems to be flowing in my veins as I see Seth and that hideous girl. I want to kill her, rip her face off or tear her to shreds limb by limb. Seth looks angry too. Not like he has a right to be.
"What do you think you are doing?" He demands of me. I stand there shocked, does he actually have the audacity to stand there like this, obviously going to sleep with this woman and ask me what I'm doing? Hell no!
"Why don't we start with you!" I yell
"What the hell are you doing with
that slut?" The blonde smirks at me.
"Sweetie, that's not your business, he's mine now."  She barely finishes her sentence when I snap and draw my knife, lungeing at her as she screams.