addicted|| corey haim

chapter 14 - wicked games

Coreys POV

"Corey?" I heard the familiar voice say.
I turned around and a sense of shock came over me. It was her, Arabella.

"Bells?" I said, my voice in astonishment. She looked different, and, seemed different. The Bells I knew would have never come to a party, especially a preppy Hollywood party. She seemed, so , happy.
Her eyes gleamed as they met mine, the familiar green and hazel speckled eyes, brought back memories. I hadn't seen her since the accident. Since that night.

She was wearing a fuschia tight dress that complimented every inch of her body, her hair was flowing down, curly and long, just like I remembered it, and wore lipgloss that brought out her plump lips. It was really her.

Her face was absolutley astonished, just like mine. I never thought, that I would ever come across her again.

But I should'nt be looking at her like this. I have a girlfriend.

I snapped out of my thoughts. She came up to me, smiling. She immediatley embraced me.

I awkwardley hugged her back, since Alice was standing there.

"You're back." she whispered.

"And I'm better than ever, I got myself together. They released me early, a few months ago."
She pulled away and her facial expression dropped.

"A few months ago? And no call? Are you fucking kidding me?" Her brows were furrowed and I could tell she was angry as fuck.

"Bells, I didn't think you would even remember me. I never called you, because of the accident." I tried to explain.

"Forget about you? You are the Corey Haim!" she said using airquotes, and rolling her eyes, " It was practically impossible since your face was on ever cover of every magazine!"

"Is everything okay?" Alice popped in stepping closer. She threw a glare at Bella.

"Uh, yea , Alice this is Bells. Bells, this is-" I was cut off when Alice crashed her lips into mine, forcefully. It wasn't anything like when I kissed Bells. It was so different. I pulled away wiping off on my sleeve.

"His girlfriend." She finished my sentence. A devious smile came upon her thin lips as she continued ,"And if you don't have any where better to be, I suggest you go, Bells ! " She snickered then threw her drink over Bells dress.

I stood there in awe while Bells looked down at her dress. "You god damn bitch!" She yelled at Alice.

Suddenly, Bells punched Alice square in the face and stormed off.
Alice fell backwards, blood trickling out of her nose.

"You just stood there? Are you fucking kidding me Haim? I am your girlfriend, and you did nothing?!" she yelled.

"I didn't know what to do! Let me go find you some paper towels and ice." I said.

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Arabella's POV

I stormed out downstairs with a million things on my mind.

First, how the fuck was I supposed to walk around with this huge stain on my dress. Two, I just saw Corey. He never even bothered to call me. I didn't know whether to be relieved or offended.

I ran towards the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I sighed grabbing a towel and trying to dry off my legs from the alcohol. My parents were going to kill me. I literally stenched of vodka, vomit, and cheap cologne.

I thought of Corey, and I couldn't stop thinking of him. I slid down the wall of the bathroom and sat there thinking.

How could he just forget me? Everything that we had? How could he forget I was the fucking reason he ended up in Rehab. I denied him of the love we were both too afraid to admit to each other.

"Jesus," I whispered to myself, "I am still in love with him . "