Hey Guys, tis me again!
Yep been ages since I wrote anything right? wrong. I keep writing little bits. And the fic I had been planning wasn't even this one hahaaha oh well we shall see where this goes. hope you enjoy xxx
"Oh piss off you arrogant bastard!" She slammed his office door shut, her face burning bright red with fury as she stormed out of CID. Silence hung in the air as each officer froze in place staring at the double doors. Shaz risked looking back at the Guv's office to see him stood in the doorway, his hands were thrust deep in his pockets a look of contempt etched onto his face. His gaze eventually left the doors when he realised that she wouldn't be returning anytime soon and that there was an awkward silence that still hung in room like bad fart. He looked over the group of faces his pout becoming more prominent with each pair of eyes he met.
"Well it seems that DI Arsey Knickers doesn't want to stay in our presence any longer today. Double her paperwork for tomorrow Shaz." The slow smirk that marked his lips made her shiver but Shaz nodded knowing when not to argue with her boss. Once he was satisfied he turned back towards his cave shouting "Get on with your bloody work" before closing himself in and shutting the blinds.
Alex kicked the front door shut and growled out loud. Why did he have to behave like that? Couldn't he see how much each word hurt her? How each comment cut her a little deeper? Did he even care? Obviously not, she'd realised that a few weeks ago or more precisely two weeks and four days ago. Alex stormed over to the kitchen and dragged out a bottle of vodka from the cupboard before taking it over to the living room. She didn't bother with a glass. Instead she just threw a mouthful of the strong liquid down her throat and winced slightly when it burned before snuggling into the corners of the sofa.
Alex knew she had been stupid that night, falling into bed with your boss was never going to end well. The 2008 Alex wouldn't have dreamt of doing such a thing yet 1981 Alex does. She didn't know why she did do it. Well she did, a strong mixture of alcohol and lust had seemed to be the fatal concoction but what she couldn't understand was why had it taken this long and why did it have to happen this way? Alex sighed and rubbed her temples in a circular motion why hadn't she had the guts to ask him out on a date before? It didn't matter really, Gene had made it perfectly clear how he felt about her when they both woke up the next day.
She remembered her hangover first and it felt like a drum was beating inside her head before her eyes squinted open and burned from the morning sun. That was when she felt something around her chest and as her gaze followed the hand, the arm that she was apparently clutching she turned herself slowly too, turning towards the other body. She held her breath when she saw the flop of blonde hair and the uncharacteristically relaxed features. She had felt nauseous seeing him there but it was bearable compared to thumping in her head. She reached out a hand and swept his fringe from over his eyes before tracing the line of his chin. She watched fascinated as his breathing stuttered and his eyes flickered open. They held each other's gaze in surprise both pairs wide and shocked and both unsure of what to do. Gene was the first to move as he cleared his throat and began to get out of bed. Alex lay rooted to the spot astonished at how fast he was moving. Had he really wanted to leave her that much? Granted she didn't understand herself what had taken place the night before it wouldn't take a genius to work it out but was she really that repulsive?
"Did we..y'know?" Gene struggled to form a sentence as he tightened the belt around his waist.
"Um, I don't know," She looked down and blushed towards the red of her crumpled duvet.
"Christ Alex! Do you have any idea..?" He exclaimed and in that moment Alex's cheeks began to burn, not from embarrassment but rather from anger.
"Are you actually serious?" Alex leapt up from the bed clinging the red sheet to her body.
Gene raised his eyebrows at her. "Well, what did we do last night Alex? Play monopoly?"
"Grow up it takes two people to have sex Gene!" Alex yelled at him her eyes glaring back at him as hard as stone. "Why is it my bloody fault?"
"Well it wouldn't be the first time you've had too much to drink and thrown yourself at a bloke." Gene drew himself up to his full height, Alex recoiled feeling the weight of his words. He really didn't think anything of her. She tried to swallow the lump that had formed in her throat and she looked straight past him scared that if she looked up to meet his eyes she would cry.
"Get out." The words came out a lot stronger than she thought they would but she was grateful for it.
"Alex, I didn't mean it I- " Gene stammered as he held out his hand towards her.
"I said get out." Alex continued to look past him her expressionless face continuing to focus on the door. He stepped closer to her and leaned down into her personal space before he leaned to whisper in her ear but instead he paused by her ear before kissing the soft skin of her jaw. She turned her face sharply towards him and felt his fast intake of breath but she looked him levelly in the eye, she didn't say anything but watched as he picked up his jacket and walked out of her flat. The rest of that day and the next she stayed in bed with the company of a couple of bottles of cheap wine once again and when she had returned to work the atmosphere in CID and around the two were icy, each trying to make snide comments about the other.