(A/N) sorry it's so late my wifi went down on Friday and it's only just come back now, hope you enjoy this though)
Alex's POV
Arielle saw. I don't know how or how much she saw but she did.
When I got back, she was sat on the sofa just staring at me. She had this look in her eye an I just didn't know what was wrong to begin with.
'Hey, what's up love?' I forced myself to act normal with her.
'Nothing, other than the fact that my boyfriend is cheating on me I'm perfectly fine,' she replied nonchalantly, with a smile.
Fuck.
'W-what do you mean, Ari?'
'You know what I mean 'Al'...'
I slowly stepped into the room and pulled the door to, not closing it just in case I needed to get out quick.
I walked hesitantly towards Arielle, not really wanting to be any closer to her than I already was.
'Arielle, we need to talk, I-'
'NO ALEX. YOU don't get to decide what happens with 'us'. You and that slag have already ruined our relationship enough. She needs to go.'
'What are you on?'
'You're going to tell her you don't want to see her ever again and that you're perfectly happy with me and then we can move past this all and forget about that skank.'
She tilted her head and smiled at me before stepping closer to me and running her hand up my arm. I shuddered slightly before peeling her hand off of me and stepping away.
'You're insane! You've actually lost it! You don't understand love, me and you, 'us' was never real, I never loved you. I love Alanis, which is why I'm breaking up with you.'
Arielle's face twisted into an angry frown for a moment before warping into a calm smile. I tried to back away but she grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards her. Before I could pull away, she had reached behind her back and had picked up a bottle of wine. She threw it onto the carpet at her feet before throwing herself onto the floor and screeching. As I was about to turn and leave, I saw her pick up the shattered neck of the bottle and lift it up to throw at me, so was ready when she did. I caught the bottle and just at that moment, Alanis walked in.
'Al please this isn't what it looks like I promise!' I called, desperately. I stepped towards her and dropped the bottle, it making a thud. She flinched and I reached out to try and calm her but she dodged my hand and ran back to her apartment. I was just about to follow her when I realised it was no good.
A few minutes later, Arielle stood up and wiped off the shards of broken glass and wine off of her.
'Why the fuck did you do that?' I growled, giving her the chance to explain herself.
'Well, I thought it was obvious. I can't have you, no one can.'
I let out a sigh of disbelief and ran my hand through my hair, walked over to the wall and rested my head on it, closing my eyes as I did so. I rolled myself round to face her, eyes still shut and muttered:
'Get out.'
I opened my eyes, purely to see her reaction and I was not disappointed. Her jaw dropped and she began to stutter incomprehensibly.
'W-what?' She mumbled.
'Get the fuck out of my apartment before I call the police you fuckin psycho bitch.'
She then scurried around for a few minutes, gathering clothes I guess, before hurrying out of the door.
'Good fucking riddance.' I mumbled, ambling over to shut the door before staggering over to the alcohol cabinet, getting myself whatever was closest and sliding down onto the floor.
I don't remember the rest of the night.
(A/N) sorry if it's too short, I hope it's okay though, just wondering, would you all prefer if, once Al and Al sort their shit out, that I write more drama stuff or just about their lives? Thankyou all for being so patient! I love you all!!!
