You are my life

War

(Piper's POV)

I admit I was dancing with Zelda in a way I'd only allowed Alex to do with me in the past. In a way only Alex should be allowed to do. I knew it was wrong but I didn't want to care tonight. My sober self was telling me not to because I love Alex but my completely drunk state was at the wheel tonight. Alex had definitely had her fun while I was being the 'good little wife' as her fuck buddy put it. So tonight I was going to have mine.

"Am I making you forget about her enough?" Zelda whispers in my ear, caressing my hips up and down with her hands.
I smile.
"Trust me, this is perfect." I whisper back.
She smiles.
"Why do you want to forget about the woman you're committed to again?" She whispers.
"Because I do. Just for tonight I want to forget she exists. I want to forget the pain she's caused me. I want to forget that I love her. Just for tonight." I whisper, turning around in Zelda's arms and finding myself staring at her lips.
Zelda brought her hand up to caress my face but just before she could lean in to kiss me, I was flung with quite a force to the other side of the dance floor.
Then.

SMACK

Alex.
Alex was here now.
Alex was here now and she'd just punched Zelda across the cheek. There was no blood though.

"TAKE YOUR FUCKING THIEVING HANDS OFF HER! SHE'S MINE!" She yells at Zelda who was now sprawled in a heap on the floor, dance floor to be exact, with Alex towering over her looking.... feral.

"ALEX!" I yell at her, dragging her off of Zelda but before I could make sure Zelda was okay, Alex had grabbed me by the hand and was heading straight for the bathroom with a face like thunder.
"Alex let me go!" I protest as she continues to drag me behind her.

"She wants to forget you, you know?" Zelda says, standing up and dusting herself off.
Challenging Alex.
Alex stops dead, still holding my hand in a vice grip and not looking back so Zelda continues.
"She's just told me. She wants to forget about you. All the pain you've caused her. That she even loves you at all."
I looked at Alex and could see her eyes become glassy at what Zelda had just said.
Without letting go of my hand, she spins around to face Zelda so fast I almost got vertigo myself.
"You just have to take one look at her to know she's as off her face as she can get. She doesn't mean it. I know she loves me, she proved it." Alex spits.

I look around, the whole place was staring at us, the two love rivals, more accurately, Alex, had caused quite the scene.

"She doesn't seem to know what she wants. She was about to let me kiss her before you so rudely interrupted." Zelda spits back.

They were inches from each other's faces. Alex was wearing an expression that looked honestly very dangerous and Zelda had a dead expression, letting Alex know she wasn't afraid of her. Not anymore.

"Interrupted? INTERRUPTED?! How DARE you use that word to describe my actions when that's exactly what you're trying to do in my relationship?!" Alex growls.

"Isn't that what you did first? Interrupt your relationship for a little fun?" Zelda jibes.

At this Alex lunges at her.
So I once again put myself between them.
"Stop it! Stop! STOP IT! Both of you! I am not a prize! I'm a hurt, married, engaged, whatever the hell I am woman who just needed to get drunk and forget about her life and her wife for just one night! Now stop it before we get thrown out of here!"

Alex and Zelda were still locked in a mutual glare, Alex huffing out air with flared nostrils and a puffed out chest.
"I'm only going to tell you this once more. You stay the fuck away from my wife." She says in a dangerously calm tone then once again drags me to the bathroom.

She slams the bathroom door open and it hits the wall behind it with a loud bang before swinging closed again once we were both inside.
Without saying another word, she locks the door, roughly pushes me against the wall and shoves her tongue so far down my throat it was like she was trying to crawl into me. Then she reaches behind me, squeezes my ass cheeks with each hand, lifts me and wraps my legs around her waist, using this as a vantage point to pin me further into the wall.
She continues her assault of my mouth until I give in, becoming a moaning, breathless mess in her arms, clutching and clawing at her back.
Alex angrily breaks our kiss, keeping me hovering against the wall with my legs around her waist.
"What the hell was that about?" She demands to know. She was using her 'don't fuck with me, don't even try to lie to me' tone.
I, however, am drunk, stunned and pissed.
So I bluntly answer.
"I'm pissed at you."
She raises her eyebrows in that way only she can.
"What the fuck have I done now?!" She growls.
"Oh you mean aside from hitting Zelda and causing a scene? Okay let me see. How about you fucked another woman God knows how many times and hid it from me then you started smoking again and hid it from me. Zelda hides nothing from me so if you don't mind-" I list off and jump down from her arms, freeing myself and making my way to the door to go find Zelda again.
Again, this was drunk me talking, not what I actually wanted.
Alex's arm quickly slithers around my waist as she swiftly brings me back against the wall with a thump.
"Oh no you absolutely do not." She grits, zoning in on what she knew was the weak spot on my neck and roughly grabbing and massaging my left breast.
"I thought we'd sorted that Pipes? I thought we'd sorted us. This is supposed to be your send off night where afterwards, you spend eternity in my arms. MINE. Not Zelda's." She continues to growl at me.
"I know and I want that. I want you, I want us but let me be pissed at you damnit! I have spousal rights!" I squeak.

Alex raises an eyebrow and smirks. Angry and amused at what she deems to be my 'adorable drunkenness'.
"Oh do you now? Bit of a delayed reaction don't you think Pipes?" She asks, folding her arms.
"Yes and shuttup it's the alcohol." I slur and lunge at her, angry, hurt and turned on, my eyes blaze as I use all my weight to shove Alex into a stall while she evilly smirks and chuckles, clicking the door of the stall locked as she turns to ravage me.
Victory was her's.
Victory would always be her's.