Chapter 3/Wtf Alex

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After the fight I left home to Alex and I's apartment. I didn't see Alex at school today and it was only the third week of college. I mean it's not that I care, right?

I just...

Omg

I like Alex

Shizlet

We just me three weeks ago. I didn't even know they put boys and girls together in dorms. But hey, it's all Gucci .

Only problem is he's always sneaking around. Every time I ask about it he dismisses it. I'll find out one day but as of right now it's Friday and bitch I wanna get drunk, and turn the fuck up.

I dial Riley and Aria and we get ready to go to the club . I wear a black crop, jean shorts and black heels.

I turn to look in the mirror.

Damn,

I look fine as fuck. My ass and tits really pop out in this.

The door opens and reveals Alex followed by his friends Julian and Levi.

They all stop and stare at me with wide eyes. I look down at my outfit and back at them.

"What the fuck are you staring at, fuck bags?", I ask slightly frustrated.

"Where are you going?", Alex asks looking me in the eyes.

"You say 'fuck' a lot."  Julian says smirking.

"Does it look like I give a fuck? Also, the club 7th Street."

Wait a second, he cares . Eeeeee!

Shut the fuck duck up brain gesssh

Alex naps me out of my daydream, "You should stay home."

My eyes turn into slits " Why?"

Alex's P.O.V

Earlier that day

"Dude you need to hurry up its been 4 years since you've fucked up you need to get the money or I will." Dexter stood taking a step towards me.

We were in my office under an abandoned prison building. On my behalf it was smart of me to do so because we would have been caught by the Feds by now, if not for my smart thinking.

"Dexter, I suggest that you take a step back because I can blow your head off right now." He slowly backed away taking his seat once again.

"Now like I said I'll handle it." I said with annoyance growing.

"Alex you and me both know that I am you're best man, that you can't afford to lose.
I frown as I shrugged.

"I know but back off or you'll blow or cover now, we have a deal to handle."

***
Skyler P.O.V

Riley, Aria, and I were dancing in a mix of sweaty horny teens and adults. The night was running pretty smoothly so far. I had a couple of drinks but was no where close to drunk yet. Then, Too Much Sauce came on.

That's too much sauce

That's too much sauce

Patek Philippe, the plain one

That's too much sauce

I continued dancing to the loud bass that was playing with the rap song as I felt presence behind me I turned around to come face to face with a man that looked around my age. I could see stubble growing back on his chin.

The man gripped my waist turning me back around gripping my booty and grinding on me.

I tried to push him away causing his grip on my waist to tighten. He pulled me away from the crowd with my back facing him so I couldn't see him.

We approached a corner in the dark club and he spun me around pushing me into the corner. I froze about to scream for help as his hard body pressed against mine and he forced his tongue down my throat.

I pulled away and slapped him hard enough to leave a mark. His body jerked at the force and I tried to run away.

He grabbed my arm tightly before slamming me back into the corner, blocking my view of my surroundings.

He punched me in the gut I doubled over, only to be yanked back up coming eye to eye with a very angary man.

"Listen here bitch." He spat in my face, "Tell me where you daddy's money is -"

His sentence was interrupted by a crack noise and his body fell to the ground with a thump blood oozing from his nose.

I also fell to the ground grabbing my stomach in pain.

"Dexter." A familiar voice growled lowly almost at a whisper. I looked up to barely make up Alex's face in the dark light and vision started to blur with black dots. Alex's eyes filled with anger as he kicked the man in his stomach.

The guards didn't see the commotion because of the dark lighting and the corner we were in.

Alex turned to me his face softening as he crouched down and cradled me picking me up bridle style and carrying me out of the noisy club.

"You ok?" He whispered into my ear setting me down onto a nearby bench.

"W-who was that?" I say struggling to breath.

"Don't worry bout that right now, Let's just get you home."

"Wait," I inhale and exhale still struggling to breath I handed him my phone.

"Text.Riley.Tell her.Going home" , I barely let out. He nodded scrolling through contacts before texting Riley. Riley was the designated driver of the night so she was still sober.

Alex handed me my phone standing up. I followed his actions slinging my arm over his shoulder.

He looked down at me worried "You sure you can walk?"

"Yea I'm fine," He pulled me closer and my hip hit something hard. I groaned and held my hip. "What the fuck? Damn, Alex do you have a metal hip or something?"

I lifted up the hem of his shirt. His hands went to stop mine but it was to late I already saw it.

His eyes widened in fear, shock, and panic.

"WHAT THE FUCK ALEX, WHY DO YOU HAVE A GUN!?"

A/N

Holà Bumble bri's . So Alex has some secrets .....hmm anyway thanks for reading another chapter please stick around and vote , comment , and share .
Until next time Duces
Queen Bri out✌🏾️🐝

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