The end of the week finally came, and it was time for Alexa and I to leave. I hadn't gotten any other punishments or advancements from Harry for the rest of the work week. Just a few check-ins, but not what I really wanted.
I sat on the flight, just anxious to see Alex. I needed to see him. Harry was a thought that had to get out immediately, pushed to the side. I couldn't show Alex anything was wrong. The less, the better. The words echoed over and over in my head.
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After Alexa and I arrived at the airport,we said our goodbyes and I went to my car. I called Alex.
"Hello," he answered.
"Hey babe, uh, I'm gonna be on my way back."
"Uh, o-okay."
"Alex, are you alright?"
"Uh yeah, I was just working out."
"Oh, well okay. I'll see you in a bit."
I closed my eyes and breathed. It was my soothing mechanism I guess.
After the long ride from the airport to the house, I was exhausted. I just wanted to sleep.
"Alex, I'm home," I said, locking the door back. I heard a thud.
"Alex, is everything okay?" This time I heard a thud and a grunt. Oh god, no Please no, I thought. I crept up the steps and cracked the room door. Looks like karma was here to bite me in the ass. There was a girl on top of him, moaning and her dark hair bouncing along with the bed.
"Alex," I said, my eyes beginning to water.
"Mia," he said, sitting up quickly and removing the girl from himself.
"MALI?!" I yelled. The bitch was my sister. My own flesh and blood. I laughed.
"Oh no," I said in a low tone at first, and I gradually got louder. "Are you fucking kidding me Alex?! That's the BEST you could do?!"
"Mia, I- I.."
"And Mali, pinche puta, carajo!! Are you serious?! Behind my back? Vete mucho a la fregada, pendeja!! In my fucking house?!"
"Mia, I can explain," Mali began.
"Shut the fuck up, Mali. Get your whore ass out of my house and forget you were ever my sister. Don't call me, don't invite me anywhere. I don't want to see your face again. "
"Pero Mia, lo siento, por favor, no haces eso..."
"Go to hell, Mali. Get out. Now." She had her clothes back on and left, tears streaming down her face. At this point I didn't give a single shit.
"Mia," Alex said, grabbing my arm. I slapped him hard across the face. My eyes were watering.
"Why, Alex?"
"Mia, I- I wasn't thinking."
"Oh no, no, no, no. Do not think FOR ONE FUCKING SECOND that I'm gonna believe that shit."
"Mia, calm down, please..."
"Okay..." I said, calmly walking over to his side of the room. I picked up his phone and opened the window. I threw it into the street.
"FUCK YOU ALEX!" I began throwing everything he had in the drawers outside onto the grass. Shoes, shirts, everything.
"Mia, what the hell?!"
"No, FUCK YOU AND ALL OF YOUR SHIT! THE SHIT I BOUGHT YOU, I WANT MY FUCKING MONEY BACK. IF YOU NEED RECEIPTS I GOT EM ALL!!"
"Mia, please calm down!"
"No, get the hell out of my house. And good luck replacing your shit."
"Mia, what do you mean?" I went downstairs and grabbed the lighter fluid and the lighter. Tears were flowing rapidly down my face, and I was breathing heavily. Alex followed me down the steps.
"Mia, wait..." Before he could finish speaking I was already outside soaking his things in the lighter fluid.
"MIA, STOP!"
"MAKE ME," I yelled and I stooped down using the lighter, and watching his clothes burst into a bright red orange.
"MIA!" Just as he called my name, a car came past, rolling over his phone.
"Oops," I said smirking.
"Mia, what the hell is your problem?!" He tried patting out the fire with the shit he had on. I went back inside and before I closed the door, I said something.
"Oh, by the way, I cheated with my fine ass boss in England. So SUCK IT!" And I slammed the door. I plopped down on the couch, and began crying heavily. I pulled out my phone, dialing Alexa's number.
"Hello?"
"Alexa..."
"Mia, are you okay?"
"Just... Just come over."
"I-I'm on my way."
I felt so much anger, so much adrenaline, and the two mixing at once made it worse. I laid on the couch, panting and catching my breath. I needed Harry. I just wanted to feel his touch. I began to shift around on the couch, putting my hand into my pants. Harry, I thought as I continued touching myself. Harry.
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Foreign Affairs |H.S.|
Fanfiction"Harry, just-just let me go. Please," I said, tears flowing from my eyes. "Oh, no, baby. You came to me. I took you. Now you're mine." Before she met Harry, Mia was an ordinary girl. Then her best friend, Alexa takes her on a vacation London, where...
