~ Rewritten Fates ~

Chapter 11 - Buried in Shadows

Alex sits on the couch, feeling the weight of the day's events pressing down on him. He closes his eyes, trying to find some peace, but Ethan's words echo loudly in his mind. Every cruel laugh, every possessive statement burns deeper. His fists clench tightly, his jaw stiffnes, and frustration begins to rise. He tries to shake off the anger but can't escape tightens as the reality of the situation becomes clearer.

Alex paces around the room, his frustration boiling over. His hands twitch with the urge to break something, but he holds himself back. The more he thinks about that encounter, the angrier he gets, though he can't fully understand why it affects him so deeply.

"Fuck!" he mutters under his breath. Grabbing his phone, he types out a message, but the words seem pointless. In a fit of frustration, he tosses the phone across the room, watching it land on the couch. He runs a hand through his hair, trying to calm the storm within him.

Nora walks into the room, her brows furrowing in concern as she sees Alex's agitation. "Woah! What's wrong Alex? Who pissed you so much?" she asks, her tone gentle yet probing.

"Don't ask... I'm fine!" Alex snaps back, frustration seeping into his voice. He takes a deep breath, attempting to compose himself, but it only leads to more tension. His gaze shifts, darting around the room before landing on Nora again. "Actually no.. I'm... I don't know." He finally admits, plopping down onto the bed, his body heavy with uncertainty and irritation.

Nora sits beside Alex on the bed, her hand instinctively rubbing his back in a comforting gesture. "You can tell me," she says softly, her voice steady and inviting.

Alex takes a deep breath, his emotions swirling within him. "I... I don't know, but this feeling is very surprising for me. I mean, I-I never felt so much jealous before. This is insane; I'm going crazy!" he replies, his words tumbling out in a rush, laced with frustration.

Nora raises an eyebrow, curiosity pigued. "Wait a second! What are you talking about?" she asks, confusion mingling with concern. Alex's heart races as he realizes he may have revealed too much. He hesitates, the weight of his unspoken feelings pressing heavily on him.

Alex lets out a deep sigh, his shoulders slumping slightly under the weight of his confession. "Something happend on New Year's Eve!" he says, finally breaking the silence. Nora turns to him, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"I was drunk and... I kissed Henry!" Alex reveals, the words spilling out in a rush.

"What? That new guy? Fuck!!! How far did it go?" Nora teases, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Not as far as you think, Nora. I kissed him, and I fainted later... over him, basically," Alex admits, his voice tinged with embarrassment.

Nora bursts out into laughter, the tension in the room lifting slightly. "Oh My God, you fainted after kissing him? That's both hilarious and kind of sweet!" she says, nudging him playfully.

Alex rolls his eyes but can't help a small smile from creeping onto his face. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up," he replies, trying to maintain façade of annoyance. Inside, however, a mix of embarrassment and warmth spreads through him as he thinks about Henry.

Nora leans closer, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "Okay, hang on! I heard you saying that you never felt this much jealous before? What's the story there? Why are you jealous?"

Alex's playful demeanor shifts, and his smile fades as he contemplates his feelings. "Because... that guy you know? Today the way he was hugging Henry and all that's so irritating to watch!" His voice reveals a vulnerability that surprises even him. "I didn't know that Henry-"

Before he can finish, Nora interjects, her eyes widening with realization. "Has a boyfriend?" she asks, the hint of excitement in her tone.

"Or maybe a husband!" Alex replies, rolling his eyes dramatically. The frustration in his voice contrasts with the amusement in Nora's, creating a charged atmosphere filled with unspoken emotions and the weight of new revelations.