CHAPTER SEVEN:answering bell
Marissa slid into her car, wearing her long green dress, her face already made up. She carefully put Alex's dress in the seat next to her. Her heart was still spinning from Alex being back. She pulled out her phone and dialed Alex's cell. The voice mail came on after a few rings.
"Hey, this Alex and Rachel, leave your message." Alex's voice and another girl's voice said. Marissa froze.
"Uh. . hey its, um. Marissa, I'll be at the hotel in a few minutes or so. So. . .uh, bye." She snapped the phone shut and tossed it onto Alex's dress. She said she had a girlfriend. Marissa told herself, angry that she had frozen like that. She wasn't supposed to be jealous, wasn't supposed to care that Alex had a girlfriend. But she also wasn't supposed to love Alex and you could see how well that was working. She flicked the radio on to some station and tried to stop thinking.
Alex turned the shower on in her bathroom. She went back into her room and took her shampoo out of her bag. When she was back in the bathroom she thought she heard her cell ringing and she poked her head around the door, but didn't hear anything. She shrugged, stripped, and stepped into the shower. The water was nice and hot, but she'd only been in for a few minutes before someone buzzed at the door.
"Jeremy, you knock every time I turn on the water!! I'm not taking a shower with you!!!" She called out to him. Then she heard the door open and she stepped out and wrapped a tiny towel around herself. She walked into the room to see Marissa standing in her main room. The two stood in silence for a second, taking each other in.
Marissa's eyes traveled from Alex's wet hair to the towel barely covering her, to her gorgeous legs, to her black toenails. Marissa just wanted to throw her on the nearest bed and kiss every inch of her. Alex looked at Marissa, perfect dress, perfect hair, perfect face, and all she wanted to do was tear the dress off of her, tousle her hair and smear off all the makeup. It was an odd desire and Alex was losing the fight to resist it. Marissa dropped the dress she was holding onto the chair.
"I can't do this." She said. "I love Ryan." She stated. "I love Ryan." She said quietly to herself. She turned toward the door, but a simple word from Alex made her freeze.
"Wait." Was all Alex said. "Let me get dressed and we'll talk, ok?" Alex suggested. Marissa started to say no, but Alex cut her off. "We really need to talk." Alex stated. Marissa finally nodded and Alex walked into her bedroom and closed the door.