No Authority [Alexis McMahon]

[41]- Let you down

//Seth//

"Talk.." Dean demands.

Matt pants for a bit before starting, "we planned for it okay."

"Yeah no shit Sherlock." Roman scoffs.

"Stephanie called me out here to help her get into Lexi's head-"

"Don't call her that, you don't have the right to call her that." I grit ticked off at the use of the nickname.

"She always wanted me to call her that." He responds.

"Well don't." Dean glares at him.

"Whatever..." he mutters. "As I was saying she wanted me to help her get into her head, get her blow a gasket. We wanted her to get arrested so she made me say thing and try to be close to her, in hopes she hit me. Didn't exactly happen when I had expected it to happen but you know it worked anyway." He says a slight smirk playing on his lips.

"Anyway we paid off these officers who worked at the prison up east to come and arrest her and take her straight there. Stephanie wants her gone. Out of the picture for good. If she's in prison, at Hell in The Cell Stephanie gets her wish and Alex is out of the McMahon family." He explains.

My blood is boiling, I want to slap the smirk off his face but that wouldn't do any good or help Alex in this situation.

"And I knew she was gonna be arrested so I might as well have a farewell fuck don't you think?" He patronizes mentioning when they hooked up.

My jaw clenches and my fist balls up, my knuckles almost turning white. I am going to kill this man.

Dean beats me too it knocking him in the face. Matt laughs at the reaction he got out of Dean. "Well Deano you were there, I bet you heard her moaning my name from outside the door." He mocks.

"Shut the fuck up." I growl. 

"What you guys can't handle the face that you're Shield's girl is nothing but a filthy whore." He laughs.

I go to walk up to him but Roman grabs me first and leads me to the door. "Come on let's take a walk."

"Don't fucking touch me!" I snarl at him opening the door myself and slamming it shut.

//Dean//

"I'm gonna get him under control." Roman says leaving after Seth.

I rub the back of my neck with a loud sigh, I grab a chair from the small table in the corner and pull it infront of Matt.

I sit there and stare at him. His eye was turning red from bruising, his lip was busted open and a bump growing at the top of his head by his temple.

"Why'd you do it?" I ask.

"What?" He mutters confused.

"Why'd you do it? I mean clearly you had your agenda so why fuck her, why throw the salt on the wound?"

"What are you tryna do here Ambrose?" He asks.

"I'm trying to figure out what's your motive, what about Alex makes you want to be so malicious to her?" I explain. "What did she do to you for you to want be this way to her?"

"Dean I was simply proving a point, since the beginning Alex has been the type of girl you fuck and move on from. And I proved that tonight and throughout our relationship." He says.

"So because you put a stereotype on her that gives you the right to treat her like shit." I snap.

"I treated her like how everyone treated girls at our school, she was a pushover, everytime I fucked up and she "confronted me" I always got my way in the argument and then with her, she has no back bone. I simply came here to show the world that, and you saw it first hand, all I had to do was say the right things and she was right back in my clutches and well *snickers* clutching around me, if you know what I mean." He states.