Alana's P.O.V
"Everything okay?" I hear Quinn say all of a sudden.
I didn't even hear her come in.
"Hey, babe. I didn't even hear you come in." I tell her as Elijah and I take a step back and turn to her.
"I'm guessing things didn't go well because it looks like someone died in here..." She says but stops mid sentence.
She gasps, "What the fuck happened to your arm? And who am I hurting?" She asks as she walks over and looks at my bandage covered arm.
Elijah let's out a chuckle, "Good to know I'm not the only protective one when it comes to her." He says.
"No, I'll fucking kill someone if they hurt her. The only reason Ethan is still alive is because of Harry." She says sounding way too serious.
"Wow. Okay, good to know. Hopefully I never get on your bad side." Elijah says.
"Oh, don't worry. You're good for now." Quinn says with a grin on her face.
"I just want to know why you have a bandage on for one?" She asks me concerned.
"I fell and cut my arm. It's just a few stitches. No biggie." I say to her.
"Fell and cut your arm? You didn't put them in with staples again, did you?" She asks me concerned.
"Staples? I thought you were joking, my love." Elijah says as he looks at me concerned. "Please don't hurt yourself like that again?" He asks as he makes eye contact and caresses my face.
"Well, I tripped and fell after I took a step back after slapping Simon." I tell her.
"Speaking of him. I've got a call to make. I'll be right back, my love." He says as he gives me a quick kiss and walks out onto the balcony to call Simon, I guess.
"First of all, why did you slap Simon? What did he do?" She asks me concerned.
"Well, firstly... look up and see if you notice anything." I tell her and she frowns, "Okay?" She says confused as she looks up and around.
It takes her a minute but she finally notices the cameras, "Were there always cameras everywhere? I thought the only one was in the entrance way?" She asks me.
"That was the only one, yes... until Simon decided to put in more behind our back." I tell her.
"Are you serious?" She asks shocked and I nod.
"What did he like record you two or something?" She asks covering her mouth in shock.
"Yes, he came in here looking all smug and played it on his work laptop of all things, looking so proud." I tell her.
"No, he didn't?" She asks me shocked.
"What did he record you two doing?" She asks before I could answer.
"Take a guess, babe." Is all I say to her.
"No, he didn't?!" She asks me shocked and I nod.
"Yeah, he just played it there on the kitchen island, full volume like a lunatic." I tell her.
"No, you're kidding? Is that why you slapped him?" She asks me.
"Well, that certainly motivated me but I called him oblivious to seeing how Elijah and I feel about each other. He called it bullshit saying I was basically drooling over him like someone paid me to and that's when I couldn't help myself and just slapped him." I tell her truthfully.
"I would've too, to be honest." She says without hesitation.
"And then I immediately felt bad and apologized and he still called me an abuser. I felt so ashamed I took a step back and that's when I tripped and fell and cut my arm on the coffee table." I tell her and I don't even notice the tear running down my face.
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My Brother's Best Friend
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