It was always him...

Chapter three, Arrow's downfall.

(Heyyy, look at me already working on chapter 4!! I hope you enjoy<3 TW: a bit of abuse.)

Flora heard Damon mumble something under his breath as he glanced at the small message on her phone. She looked over his shoulder to get her own glance at the small text, and Arrow began to laugh uncontrollably. She quickly grabbed her phone and Damon began to walk towards "the dirty texter." His steel boots made a loud noise as they slapped against the floor. Flora read the text to find that Arrow had sent her something her husband wouldn't be very fond of. Arrow looked over at Flora to see her reaction, but all she did was let out a soft sigh. 

The text read: "Heyyyyy prettayyy thanggg, you shoulddd rllyyyy come over hereee and sit with meee we can have some fun if yk what i mean ;))" Arrow kept sending flirty glances and hand gestures to her and Damon finally had enough. Flora watched as her husband had left a nasty red mark on Arrow's face. Damon's handprint was now imprinted on Arrow's face, and he flinched from the pain that was now forming on his face. After Arrow was finished, Damon was overjoyed. 

"You're fried." Damon said with a fake smile, as he slammed Arrow's contract on the small wood table. He pushed Arrow's feet to the side, and threw a black pen at him. Arrow was too drunk to realize what was going on and signed the contract almost instantly. Flora gasped, "That's not fair, Damon! He doesn't know what's going on."

Damon rolled his eyes, "Well, I previously stated that if he can't keep his small dick away from my wife then he's removed from the butler's position." Flora looked at her husband like he was insane. Arrow looked at both of them and his mind began to come back a little.

"Uh.., what's going on..?" He asked, still slurring his words. Damon chuckled, "Don't worry about it, it will all be over soon." He clapped his hands together like he was proud of himself. Flora didn't like her husbands actions one bit and was fed up with them. She grabbed the contract and began to rip it up. Damon watched her in frustration, and grabbed the papers from her. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" He yelled angrily.  "That's not fair!!" She screamed back at him. As the arguing continued, Arrow managed to get himself off of that awful colored couch of Damon's. He grabbed the two bottles he chugged earlier, and began walking to the kitchen. It was like nobody was home, minus the screaming. 

"Ah, just like my old house." He chuckled to himself. He put the bottles on the marble counter and began to search their fridge for food. He grabbed his earbuds from his pocket, and not before long a Radiohead song began to fill his head. He grabbed a bowl and some cereal, closed the fridge and sat down at their abnormally large table. He poured his milk and his cereal and began to eat. 

"Oh yeah sure, make yourself at home Arrow." Damon scoffed, sarcastically. Arrow looked up from his bowl of cheerios, "Thwanks!" he said, while chewing a mouth full of food. 

"Disgusting..." Damon muttered, and turned his attention to Flora, who was standing next to him. He glared at her, and she put on a fake smile and began to open her mouth.

"Arrow..." She stuttered, trying to find the best words that wouldn't ruin his day. Damon clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "You are fired."  Flora sent a mean glance to him, disappointed in her husband. Arrow took out his earbuds, "Sorry what? Can you repeat that? Someone was playing a loud guitar in my ear." Damon was done, he grabbed Arrow by the neck forced him out of his chair and before he knew it he was on the floor. Flora grabbed her husband and attempted to pry him off of Arrow. Arrow cried in pain, and quickly removed the hands that were tightly placed on his neck. 

"Get out of my house! Now!!" Damon screamed. Arrow quickly grabbed his stuff and mumbled something but nobody heard. 

Well except for Flora.  Arrow exited out of the front door, and just like that the butler position was empty. Flora sat down where Arrow was sitting and put her head in her hands, "I cannot believe you." Damon looked at her like she was crazy, "What? Read me the text he sent, right now." Flora looked at him with tears forming in her eyes, "Okay, but.. You didn't have to be an ass. He was drunk, I'm sure you did stupid things when you were drunk.. don't lie." Damon thought for a moment. Flora hoped he got the hint, she was already well aware what Damon would do on his "business days".