Homicide // A.I.

Chapter 27

At the wedding I saw Harry talking to a cousin of mine and I wanted to know why? I mean I’m not complaining but he is dangerous for her and she is only 21. I walked to his room on the third floor and knocked on his door multiple of times and no answer. I went to knock again but the door opened and it wasn’t him it was my cousin.

“What- Oh hey Bell.” She says.

“Clothes. Now. Both of you.” I say in a rather harsh tone.

I go back down the stairs and sit in the dining room, waiting for them. They both come down and sit as far away as possible from me. I look at the both of them and they get closer. I sit there and give them both the death glare and my cousin just looks at me all innocent.

“Care to explain why you were in the same bedroom?” I ask, keeping my harsh tone.

“We sort of hit it off last night at your wedding.” She says.

“So you used my wedding as some sort of MATCH MAKER BULLSHIT!” I begin to yell.

“No that’s not what it was supposed to sound like.” Harry interjects.

“THAT’S WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE!” I yell.

“I’m sorry Bell, I never meant for it to be like that. You’re my cousin and if you don’t like this then it won’t happen again.” My cousin begins to stutter.

“YOU’RE ONLY 21. LOOK FOR SOME YOUR AGE, HE IS 32! THEN YOU USE MY WEDDING AS A MATCH MAKING BULLSHIT! DO YOU KNOW HOW PISSED OFF I AM! FUCKING JULIE ANN SMITH, WILL GO HOME AND WHEN I’M READY TO SPEAK TO YOU I WILL!” I yell until I’m out of breath.

“What’s going on?” Ashton asks as he enters the room tiredly.

“Your bitch over here is over exaggerating because I slept with her cousin.” Harry says.

“Watch your fucking mouth. You will not call any woman a bitch, especially not Bell. ARE WE FUCKING CLEAR?!” Ashton begins to yell.

“Whatever.”

“ARE WE FUCKING CLEAR?” He asks again.

“Yes.” He says.

“Okay, now what is the problem?” He asks and takes a seat next to me.

“She is over reacting because her cousin and I slept together.” Harry says.

“Well it’s cousin, if she is not okay with it then you need to respect that.” Ashton says.

“Of course you would be taking her side.” He says.

“I’m not taking her side but if it was your cousin she was sleeping with and without you knowing. I’m sure you would be mad too. So shut the fuck up.” Ashton says.

“Julie Ann Smith let’s go. You’re going home, and when I’m ready to speak to you then you can come back.” Is all I say.

“I’m not going anywhere.” She says.

“Actually you fucking are. This is my house and I will do what I want and kick whoever the fuck I want out!” I yell once again.

“Fine, will be in touch. Bitch.” She says and walks out my house.

It took me a minute to process what she said but once I did I ran after. I caught up to her and grabbed her arm turning her around. She just stared at me with a smirk.

“Who do you think you’re calling a bitch? I can show you a bitch when I have you on the floor begging like a little bitch to let you go.” I spit.

“I don’t know what your fucking problem is but just because you live in some mansion and have a huge house doesn’t mean you can treat people like shit. Also, you are the bitch. I would love to see you try and get me on the floor. I’ll kick your ass.” She spits back.