Howdy guys! I'm so so so so happy about reviews. I wanna reply to all of them :/ but between emotional breakdowns and homework, I barely finish chapter's. That's why they're short oh well.. I hope you like it! So many amazing reviews and readers, so little time! This one is called Man eater and its by Nelly Futardo. It's based on a new character and well the song explains her pretty well. Well enough of my blabbering, onto the story.
I do not own inception.
Ariadne dragged her suitcase across the tile floor at LAX. The flight was long and all she wanted to do was crawl into her bed. The suitcase suddenly felt lighter, she turned around to see Arthur holding it for her.
"Pick up the pace Ariadne, the faster we go the faster you can take a nap."
Ariadne started speed walking towards the door when Arthur stopped her. "Not that fast." He laughed and kissed her forehead. "Just wait until you see the room." He smiled.
The room? As in, one room? For the both of them? Ariadne's stomach turned. This scared her, immensely.
Sharing a room, let alone a bed with Arthur was scary. Not because of his nightmares but because sharing a bed with a boy was new to her.
"Arthur? Is that you?" A voice called. They turned around to find a women approaching them. She had blond wavy hair, legs that seemed like they went on for miles and icy blue eyes.
Arthur's eyes widened. "Chloe!" He smiled and hugged her. What the hell? Who was she? This day wasn't going well for the petite architect.
Her boyfriend was now standing there with 'Chloe', going on about old times.
Eames stepped to Ariadne's side. "Who's blond?" He mumbled in her ear. Ariadne shrugged and rubbed her temples.
She hated the fact that this women was everything she was not. All she wanted at this moment was to crawl under the covers and sleep.
Before today, she was imagining a life with Arthur. White house, blue shutters. Red and pink roses lining the side of the house. Both retired from invading dreams but still dream themselves occasionally. Now that dream seemed stupid to the small architect. Almost childish even.
More than anything she wanted to leave, go anywhere but here.
She tugged on Eames's sleeve, pulling him out of his trance. "Can we leave now?" She said, louder than expected.
Arthur whirled around. "Whoa hold on there." He paused to pull Chloe to his side. "Ariadne this is Chloe, Chloe this is my..Ariadne."
Chloe raised her thin eyebrows. "Your Ariadne?"
Arthur blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah. She's my Ariadne as in my..." He looked at Ariadne and continued. "my everything."
Okay, so this felt better, knowing he was always thinking of her.
Still, she felt like she was missing something. An explanation of some sort. On how the two attractive figures in front of her met. For now, she envied the blond woman. The way she looked completely effortless and goddess like.
She had guess Chloe was around Arthur's age, which was more of an advantage in Ariadne's eyes. They were out of school, unlike the young architect.
Chloe stepped forward and smiled. "Nice to meet you." She held out her hand for Ariadne to shake.
Ariadne gave in, shaking the tall blond's hand. Was it her, or did Chloe have an overly firm handshake.
Now she was sure that she disliked the woman. Ariadne pulled her hand back and sinked back to Eames's side.
"Arthur, go catch up with you're old friend," Fucking traitor. "we have somewhere to be." Eames reached for Ariadne's suitcase. Arthur furrowed his eyebrows and his eyes flickered to Ariadne. "Where are you guys going?" A certain protectiveness lined the tone of his voice.
Eames held up his hands defensively. "Whoa there lad, I'm not gonna go shag your girl in a dark alley or anything. We have a certain someone to visit."
Ariadne glanced up at the forger, puzzled. Finally, Arthur gave Eames a curt nod and his expression softened.
He handed Eames the suitcase and took a step towards Ariadne. "Be careful, where ever you go alright?" He gave her a kiss on the forehead and stroked her cheek. She avoided his eyes and gave him a tight smile before stepping back.
…...
Ariadne sat down on the leather couch and looked around. Cobb's house was beautiful. He sat across from her, Phillipa on his lap playing with a doll.
"You guys are early. What brings you here?" He asked. Eames leaned forward. "What's the deal on Chloe Elsworth?"
A smile crept across Cobb's face. "Ah, now that's a name I haven't heard in awhile." He laughed. Ariadne glanced at Eames and he shrugged.
"She's a model Arthur met in Berlin a year and a half ago," He paused to look down at Phillipa. "Sweetie go check on James outside." The extractor's daughter climbed down and ran outside.
Ariadne watched her play outside with James and smiled. They might just be the cutest kids she's ever seen. This was the first time she'd ever had a desire to have children. They were so well behaved and sweet.
"Anyway, they hooked up when ever we traveled to Berlin. They tried a relationship but it was difficult with him traveling with me."
Ariadne gripped the pillow and grimaced. Of course. She should have known. The way Chloe was practically drooling over Arthur.
Cobb tilted his head. "Ariadne are you okay?"
Ariadne let go of the pillow and nodded. "I'm- I'm fine." She forced a smile but it appeared as a grimace. Cobb walked over and sat next to the architect.
"Is there something I need to know? Perhaps a relationship going on?" He watched her carefully.
She rubbed her forehead. "Yeah and I know what you're going to say."
He smiled. "And I'm going to say it anyway. Be careful. Arthur is a nice guy but don't let the dream world become you're reality...and don't get attached." He had a blank look in his eyes.
She gave Cobb a hug. She had no idea how he kept it together so well.
Why did she ever let him go with her. Her stomach turned. She knew there was only one way to keep his attention. Something she hadn't done before...if she wasn't scared of tonight, she certainly was now.