NO LOVE

CHAPTER 4

ALINA'S POV:

"hey! I'm home" I yell, walking into the apartment I share with my best friend, "hello?" I call, pulling off my bag before tossing it on the floor by the door, "Bella?" I try again but get no response.

I sigh, shrugging my shoulders before walking into the kitchen. Pulling my jacket off of my shoulders I throw it on the breakfast bar before opening the fridge door.

My mouth twists to the side and I groan when I see the fridge contains nothing but a tomato and a water bottle.

Shutting the door of the refrigerator, I lean over the counter, pulling my phone out of my pocket before dialling Bella's number "Hey, I'm almost home." She says as she answers the phone.

"Where'd you go?" I mutter, taking a seat on one of the bar stools .

"Out to buy groceries, duh. Have you seen the fridge lately?" I laugh, nodding my head, "yes, I have, so hurry up, I'm hungry."

"You can't see but I'm showing you middle finger right now." I laugh again, throwing my head back

"Just get your ass home you idiot." I hang up before walking over to the apartment door, opening it up for when she comes.

I hop on the sofa, sprawling myself out across the comfortable cushions before grabbing the tv remote and switching the tv on.

A few moments later, she walks in with grocery‐bag‐filled arms. I get up from the bed and grab a few bags, helping her carry them to the kitchen.

Once all the bags are placed in the counter, immediately I start rummaging through them, desperately trying to find something to eat.

I land on a bag of Doritoz and a grin spreads out across my face. Grabbing the Doritoz I place myself on one of the stools again and begin shutting up the roaring monster in my stomach.

"So," Isabella starts, unpacking the groceries, "did Jason drop you?" I pause for a second, not looking up at her before gulping "Yes."

"You two have a good time?" She asks, placing things in the fridge. She sounds nonchalant but I know her well enough to know this is an interrogation.

"Yes."

"Alina...." "Bella, please don't." I mutter, looking down at the bag of Doritoz, "I really don't wanna have ANOTHER argument with you about Jason right now."

"Fine, I won't." She grumbles before finishing up her packing.

Once she's done, I grin up at her "Let me see it!"

"I thought you'd never ask," she squeals, running around the counter before holding her hand out to me, "it was so sweet, Al, we were at the beach and there was fireworks and it was just the two of us. Oh, it was so romantic!"

"Holy shit, it's huge! Well done Seth." I chuckle, looking at the huge rock on her finger, "damn. I'm so happy for you, boo." I stand up, giving her a hug, "it's seriously about damn time he proposed."

She giggles, sitting down next to me, "you know after he proposed, he asked me if I think you'd be okay with it."

I smile, rolling my eyes, "of course I'm okay with it, you two are like my brother and sister. I love you both."

"Yeah and who knows, maybe one of the days it'll be you showing me your engagement ring." She says, wiggling her eyebrows at me.

I snort, shaking my head, "yeah.. Don't hold your breath for that one, girl, that's gonna take some time."