My Arabella - An Alex Turner Fanfic

Chapter 37

  Arabella

What did he want to say? Why did he leave like that? Especially, why did he say that?! I muttered.
Matt's hands were all over me. I was disgusted with me, oh what I've become, of what I would have been if I hadn't stopped treating me like I was the last skank in the world. Since we've stopped talking to each other, or I should've said since I've stopped talking to Alex I have become the person I have never ever wanted to be. My dignity was gone and so was the ounce of respect and passion I had for myself, the two things that kept me going. Since I've had my surgery I've changed a lot and I was not proud of myself because I was my worst enemy.I was the person I have always been afraid of, I was Arabella O'Brien but not the sweet one. The sad one.

Matt's eyes were flickering under the dim light as he backed away from me. I ran out of the club clumsily, almost falling because of my high heels when I heard a damp noise coming from the corner of the street. It was getting louder and louder and I walked towards it with my arms wrapped carefully around me. It was dead cold outside and here I was, wearing only a short dress, a leather jacket and heels. I flicked the hair out of my face and my body was weakened by the coldness that was wrapping it. My body shivered at each and every step I took down to the road, approaching the sound which fulfilled my ears a few minutes ago. It had to be him, I knew it. Just when I was about to cross the street I heard a loud honk and turned towards it. As I laid my eyes on Jamie's car he honked again and told me to get it. Of course I told him, no, then I heard Matt's rough voice saying the same thing.
I hurried up to the car and got in and I was instantly bombarded with questions and words I didn't want to hear right then.

"Here, your purse" Matt handed me the black purse. "You shouldn't walk all by yourself at night, love. It is dangerous" he smirked.

"Don't call me love and stop treating me like I am a little girl Matt!" I was angry at him. All of them actually. "And especially, stop talking to me like I am your girlfriend,I request no comfort or love, I can handle myself."

"I see" Matt laughed. "Look at yourself Bell'! Last time I saw you, you were dying. What the hell happened to you?"

"Don't you dare, Matt! Don't you dare ask me that. Last time I heard from you, you were banging some skank in London and then you showed up here with Dick Turner messing with me then telling me that he will think about us while fucking another girl and then he fucking vanishes from there. So please, don't make it harder and stop asking and telling me shits I don't want to hear. And oh, I got a god damn brain surgery so that's why I am now arguing with you. Just leave me alone, please."

"We are definitely getting you out of here" Nick warned. "You've gone mad, Bella."

"Since when do you all care about me or my life?" I was going to punch them all in the face and run away if they kept talking.

"Since fucking Dick Turner of yours cried himself to sleep every night because he thought you were dead. Since then. So now shut the fuck up young lady." My mouth hung agape as Matt's words spat at me in a very hurtful way.

I looked out the window as Jamie drove away.  

  Alex

"C'mon baby, harder," I told the girl on top of me. "Harder" I squeezed her butt cheek and she collapsed next to me as my nails dug into her soft skin.

"Freak," she told me while she put her bra and pants on. "You should be loved and love, pal. It is sad"

'What does she know about me? She is no one.' "Get out," I told her and turned my back to her. I wrapped my body in the blanket and closed my eyes, just when a crave of a cigarette hit me.
I decided against it and lit a joint. I puffed the smoke out of my mouth and my heart beat so fast I couldn't even count the beats. I laughed at myself and sipped on the glass of vodka I had beside my bed. The door opened and the only thing I saw was the form of a body. It was completely dark and I laughed again, waiting for Matt picking at me once again.

"Al', you should stop treating yourself like this lad. You are destroying yourself." He told me while he took his jacket off. "Seriously, we are all sick of you, seeing you like this." He opened the window and dead cold air swam around the room. I had goosebumps all over my body. "If you don't change lad I'm 'afraid that things are going to change for us. For you." His voice trembled but I didn't know if that was him or was just me being highly fucked up.

I puffed again on the joint, letting out the thick smoke out my nostrils; I felt my body heating up at every pull I took and I started to feel nauseous. In no time, I started shaking and Matt jumped on the bed; he pulled me by the shoulder and shook me but I was not able to fight it off me. I didn't know what was happening to me. I felt like I was covered in a deep, a profound darkness taking control over me little by little as I was desperately gasping for air.  

Arabella

"So what are you saying is that you had surgery and you came back here?" Nick kindly asked me while pouring some orange juice in a glass.

I puffed on my cigarette and smiled. "Yes. I do not belong in Australia. I couldn't find my place there." The coldness in the room covered my entire body, sending jolts down my spine.
Jamie handed me a puffy blanket and sat next to me on the bed.

"We missed you", he said smiling at me. "Things have been... it was so messed up for every of us because..."

"Of me," I said though that is not what I actually wanted to hear. "I am sorry."

"It is okay now", he said. He put his hand on my back gently.

"Help!" We all heard Matt shouting down the hall.
I did not have time to put my heels on so I hurried outside barefoot, where I saw Matt carrying Alex to the elevator.
"He blacked out!" He yelled with tears in his eyes.

I was not able to move. I froze like a snowflake on a very cold night. Alex rolled his eyes and I freaked out even more. My eyes followed him closely and I stepped in the elevator.

"What happened?" I asked Matt with a blank expression on my face. I bit my lower lip as I touched Alex's forehead.

"I don't know." He looked at me. "He probably drank too much"

We hurried to the hospital in Jamie's car and we all stood silent. I chose to stay outside by the car and wait for them to tell me the news. My phone vibrated in my hand and Kyle's name flashed on the screen. I hit the answer button and Kyle started talking.

"Bell guess what!" He sounded like a nervous kid.

"What, Kyle?"

"Arielle is getting married!" For the first time in a long time, I was pleasantly surprised. In the end, something good must happen, right?

"Cool", is all I could mumble. "I will call you later okay? It's 1 a.m. anyway."

"Yah. Are you okay? How is everything going with you?" I didn't want to answer any of his questions but I had to.

"I am not, I lost my job because of Dick Turner tonight. And now he is in the hospital, intoxicated probably because he smoked a lot of weed. I don't know Kyle..."

"Oh," he sighs "anyway, talk to you soon yeah?"

"Yeah bye"

I should've considered going with them inside. The coldness was now eating me alive; I was barefoot and my feet were burning because of it, because of the coldness.

Just when was am about to walk away from the big white building I had before my eyes, a nervous Matt called for me from the marble stairs.

"Bella!"

I turned around and there he was, with his messy quiff, a lovely grin on his face, and Matt's hand wrapped around his shoulder. Why aren't you dead? I asked, waiting for some kind of reply. But I wasn't going to get it.

"Guess you will follow my ass forever, right?" He laughs "poor you, or me I should say. I am stuck with you forever"

"But tell me, Alexander..." I pause, taking a mouthful of air "is forever for you?"