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Wrong Direction - Shalex

A/N: Spoilers of the show Quantico Season 1 only. The pairing is Alex Parrish and Shelby Wyatt.

I don't hate you
No, I couldn't if I wanted to
I just hate all the hurt that you put me through
And that I blame myself for letting you
Did you know I already knew?
Couldn't even see you through the smoke
Lookin' back, I probably should have known
But I just wanted to believe that you were out sleepin' alone

Shelby POV

How? Honestly how did I end up here? Laying in the bed with the love of my life head on my chest. It's just so much that I feel lucky.

I did believe I was unloveable, but I have a big fucking heart. Maybe I'm sucker for love and I want it to work regardless of how fucked it may seem.

I have my moments where I believe I don't deserve Alex. I mean I slept with Caleb Haas for Christ sakes. Right after I kissed Alex too. Fucked up. Yet I wanted to run from my feelings. Feelings I shouldn't have caught in the short span of time.

Yet I did and I got hurt because I ran. I ran away with my laces untied and went face first. Almost literally. I walked in on Alex and "Booth" going at it.

I hated it. It hurt.

*Flashback*

"You have a date with pretty boy tonight?" Caleb questions as we walk back towards our rooms. I lied to him so I could get some alone time with Alex.

Where the fuck is she actually?

"Yes I do Caleb, but meet in my car after?" I tease and flash this million dollar smile. At least that's what Alex tells me it is.

"Sure." He pops into his room and I roll my eyes. Maybe I can take a rain check on the bootycall. I open the door to my shared room with Alex. I notice Booth on top of her and all of me fills with fucking rage.

Alex notices me in seconds but I'm already slamming the door shut and taking off. I head to the trail we run daily and just run.

How could I be so stupid? Alex wants Ryan. She might deny that to herself but she wants him. Maybe I want Caleb too. Ohh who am I kidding. Caleb is a pretty boy but the sex with him is nothing compared to what it could be with Alex. And what it is.

I mean fuck. When we kissed it was electric. I felt like I was floating. We ended up in an intense make out session and I felt high after. Alex Parrish is a damn drug to me and I would love more than anything to be intoxicated by her all the time.

I run faster so that I can get the image out of my head. How could she do that? Sleep with him? She claims she doesn't want him. Yet here she is in bed with him. Let him touch her the way I want to touch her. They way I did touch her.

I trip and start tumbling for a bit. When my body comes to a stop I look at my laces. Untied. Only me.

"It's all your fault. You just had to deny yourself happiness." I cry to myself. I want Alex to be part of my happiness. I lay on the ground and cry some more. Thinking about all of the things I could be doing myself. Shelby Wyatt taking over the spot of Ryan Booth.

"I'm the fucking better candidate. I challenge you, but not every second of the day or every aspect of your life." I throw a rock into the trees. I sit quietly for a few more minutes. I'm going to need this to clear my head.