[ON HOLD] We're Not Meant To Be Together (Logan Paul)

Chapter 18

Alexandra's pov.

"what did you do to the website?" logan looks at me furiously. one step into the house and i already get attacked.

i know he references to the loganpaul.com/shop website, but what's wrong with it? i've installed the theme he asked few weeks ago.

"i did nothing. i just installed the new theme as you asked." i explained. how? how the fuck im in this position right now?

i looked around and saw jenny smirk and did a poker face when she notices me looking at her. what she's up to this time.

"did i ever told you to install a theme? i dont even know what theme was it. you never present it to me." he raises an eyebrow. wait what?
"but, jenny-"
"now youre blaming jenny for your mistake?" he walk closer to me.
"logan, let me explain."

"explain what?! you literally shut down the whole website, cancelling all the orders from the past week!" he shouted to my face. i was scared. i've never see him this mad over things.
"i dont know the reason why the website were shut down. i barely touch anything. you saw me just now. i went to the grocery with mike. mike said you were in the studio with evan and everyone else. the only person in the office was jenny!"

"what?!" jenny shrieks. "im not even around and you accused me? im outside with-" she hesitates.
"with who?!" i ask. this is the chance. i could expose her now.
"andre. yeah, im with andre!"
"you're lying! andre was-"

"STOP! BOTH OF YOU!" logan shouts. "get out, alexa."
"wha- what?"
"i said get out. i dont wanna see your face.

"logan-"
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE, BITCH!!!"

that's it. i've been holding my pain because i love you and now you did this to me?

"fine. i dont even want to be here!" i shout back and take off the maverick hoodie he gave me before. "fuck you and your attitude! take your lame hoodie back!" i throw it on the floor together with the promise ring we bought together and walk out, pushing mike to the side.

if they want to fire me, do it. i dont give a fuck anymore.

Logan's pov.

my heart breaks as she dumps the hoodie i gave her together with the promise ring. is this what you've ever wanted, logan?

"spencer, check the security cameres. i need an answer." i take a deep breath and massage my forehead.
"logan. i've told you-" jenny draw closer to me.
"shut the fuck up. dont think youre safe." i cut her off. "get out. i dont want you in my sight right now."
"okay." she turns around and left the house.

-

>next morninggg

i was frozen for the past few minutes. alexa was telling the truth. the footage shows us that jenny used alexa's Macbook to shut down the website. what have i done?

"happy?! i've fucking told you this isnt her fault. that bitch jenny is a fucking bad luck to the team!" mike shouts from the kitchen counter, 3 feet away from us.
"we have to find alexa. she must not be far." spencer closes his laptop.
"i have to make a phone call. hold up."

i dialled jenny's number and give her a call. she's the one who has been messing with my life and i blamed alexa. how can i be fooled by beauty over sincerity?

"hello, logan!" she picked up.
"youre fired." i say in monotone.
"w-what?"
"you're the one who shut down the website, fuck you. youre fired, you fuckin motherfucker!"
"you will regret this-" i hung up before she could end the words. asshole.

"whoa, i dont expect you to cuss that much." andre walks into the kitchen. "what happened?"
"were you with jenny last night?" i look up to him.
"jenny? hell nah. she's been talking shit about my girlfriend and the team. why the fuck would i hang out with her?" andre crosses his arms.
"motherfucker." mike said under his breath.

"okay. we need to find alexa." i got up from my chair and grabbed mike's car key. "let's go kids."