Hello dear readers. Do I really have to say that I do not own the characters, nor the show? I mean we all know that, right?

So well whatever this story takes places a few years after the second season, but in my version, Alex and Marissa never broke up and their relationship has only grown stronger since then. So yea, read and judge.

- Yea, I felt generous. (and inspired) Two chapters!

Chapter 6 - Explanations

Alex just stood there, speechless, as both Marissa and Dean were waiting for her to make a move.

- Pardon me, a worker behind Alex said, are you the owner of the place?

- Yes I am, she answered, glad to avoid the confrontation.

- Would you follow me, I have some forms you have to sign.

- Of course. As she turned around, she felt Marissa leaving. Alex signed all the papers with Dean standing next to her and reading every form to make sure there was no catch in them. Alex finally handed everything back to the worker, knowing she was risk free.

- What are you going here? She finally asked him.

- Just making sure everything was all right, Dean explained. It's a big company and I didn't want you to deal with them alone.

- That's sweet but you know I'm not alone, Alex started...

- Yea I figured that today, Dean said.

- What does he mean by that, Alex thought.

- Alex, why didn't you tell me about Marissa? He asked in a serious tone. Alex looked at him, not understanding. Tell what about Marissa? She thought. Maybe she told him...

- I... Alex started... you never asked me, she finally answered. Dean smiled.

- True, he said. Well, I guess I'll be going now. I'll see you in a few days. Alex examined every move Dean took. He wasn't upset, he didn't even sound jealous. She was right after all for trusting him : he wasn't interested in her, only in her business. Alex suddenly felt relieved, until she remembered Marissa's reaction. Shit, she thought, I have to talk to her.

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Marissa had got Summer to pick her up, since she had come with Alex's jeep and therefore had no car. Her best friend did not ask her anything, but she could clearly tell that Marissa was mad about something. Rolling her eyes, she just drove the car and waited for Marissa to speak first, knowing her friend wouldn't answer her questions if she dared asking.

- I can't believe her! Marissa finally said. Halleluiah, Summer thought.

- Who, Alex? She asked.

- Yea.

- What happened? Summer was seriously concerned since these two would never fight.

- You know about that school in L.A where Alex goes? Summer nodded.

- Yea, what about it.

- Well she saw the school's owner a few times, and she kept telling me that he was an old guy so I thought it's okay, you know? Well guess what? He's not even 30 years old!

- And that makes it less okay?

- Summer you didn't see him. He's incredibly gorgeous.

- But he's a guy. Alex is not into these specimens. As a matter of fact, Alex is not into anything who isn't you, she added.

- Then why would she lie? Marissa asked.

- I'm sure she got her reasons. Have you tried asking her?

- She was pretty speechless when she saw me with him. I guess she thought I'll never see his face. So, I got frustrated and I left. They were parked at NewPort's Designs since now 30 minutes.

- So you didn't even gave her the chance to explain? Summer screamed, not believing it.

-... Hey, Marissa stopped her, you're not exactly the most understanding girlfriend neither. Summer smiled.

- True. But I'm dating Cohen, she said, as if it explained everything. Marissa rolled her eyes.

- Let's get to work, she said as her phone started vibrating. Marissa checked the caller ID but she already had a pretty good guess of who it might be.

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Alex looked around the club a few times but couldn't find Marissa anywhere. She probably got a ride with someone, Alex thought. But why would she be mad at her? Okay, Dean was not as old as she intended he was, but still... not a good enough reason! Checking her watch, she remembered that Marissa was suppose to work at eleven today. Fine, she thought, I guess I'll go see her at Newport's Designs then.

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- What? Marissa asked, flipping her phone open.

- We need to talk, Alex said. Now.

- Can't, the brunette replied as she was crossing the street to get to the main entrance, Summer walking next to her.

- I have to work... she stopped at the door when she realised Alex was standing there. The blonde closed her phone and crossed her arms.

- I guess you'll just be late then, she said. Marissa stayed speechless. A part of her was glad that Alex cared enough to show up, but then again, she was still mad at her.

- I'll let you two discuss, Summer said, going through the entrance. Oh, she said, looking at Alex : I'll be able to keep the boss occupied for 10 minutes. After that she might get into trouble. Summer left. Alex turned back to face Marissa.

- You quickly vanished, she said.

- Did it occur to you that it's because I wanted NOT to see you? Marissa replied more angrily that she intended to.

- Okay wow, Alex said, putting her hands in front of her. Could you try to be an adult here and tell me what exactly has upset you?

- Don't act like you don't know what this is about... Alex rolled her eyes.

- Fine, I admit it, he's a bit younger.

- A bit?!

- It doesn't mean anything, Alex was starting to get angry too.

- If it doesn't, why didn't you tell me his age right away? You could also have mentioned how sexy he actually is, you know...

- I thought it would be easier if you didn't know.

- Easier for what? You feared I'd steal him from you? Marissa asked.

- Fine, that's it, Alex said, pissed off. I came here to apologise to you, but you're clearly not helping.

- Why would I help? I'm not the one who's got to apologise!

- Well neither am I! Alex replied, I just realised I got nothing to be sorry for.

- Oh yea? Marissa said.

- Yea! You see, I didn't tell you his age because I feared you would get jealous and now, you are proving me that I did the right thing. The only thing I'm sorry for is that you saw him and found out. And with that, Alex left, leaving an angry and confused Marissa. I was supposed to be the one yelling! Unfair...

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As Marissa was trying to understand what exactly had just happened, Summer grabbed her by the arm and dragged her with her.

- Guess what, she said and, not waiting for an answer, she told her : We got a house to re-design!!

- It's today? Marissa asked, as exited as Summer was. Oh my god are you serious???

- Oh yea! Come on, Helena will drive us there."

Helena was a 35 years old posh women for who Marissa and Summer had a lot of respect because, not only was she their boss, she was also a remarkable lady with a fresh sense of fashion. Luckily for them, they were Helena's favourite employees, which got them to participate is this exiting new experiment today.

- Hi girls, Helena said, ready for the house make over?

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Alex had arrived home late that night because she had to make sure that the band playing that night was okay with the fact that their concert would be recorded and sold. She also had some contracts she had to make them sign. After a while, she was finally free to go. As the parked in the driveway, she remembered her fight with Marissa and wondered if the brunette was still angry at her.

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- Thanks, Marissa said as Summer left her in front of her apartment.

- No prob. This was an amazing make over, Summer started.

- I know! Marissa replied. I Can't wait for tomorrow, she said, this is definitely the most amazing thing I've done as a designer.

- We should quit our job and work as house designers! Summer proposed.

- Yea, we'll talk about that another time, Marissa said with a wink as she left the car.

- Don't give me that look! Summer protested as Marissa was going home. That's when she remembered her earlier fight with Alex. Opening the door, she realised the blonde wasn't there yet. Yawning, she got ready to go to bed.

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As Alex unlocked the apartment's door, she realised the place was empty. Isn't she there yet? Confused, she walked to the bedroom and her smile came back.

- Hey, you're awake? Alex asked.

- Yes, Marissa said from under the covers. I'm also really mad, she added. Alex was still smiling as she got in the bed as well.

- Oh really? She asked, getting closer to Marissa who didn't push her away. How mad are you? She asked, dropping a kiss in Marissa's neck.

- This is serious! Marissa protested, finally pushing Alex, but not as strong as she would if she was really mad, Alex noticed.

- Who are you kidding? Alex joked. You can't be mad at me! Marissa's eyes went wide as she turned to face Alex.

- Oh so that's how it is? She asked. Alex nodded, still smiling. Marissa couldn't help but to smile back.

- You really are something... she said.

- Prove me wrong, Alex dared her as she put her hands around Marissa's waist and pulled her closer.

- You're not even resisting! Alex pointed out, smirking.

- I'll let you know that I could easily resist you, Marissa said, passing her fingers in Alex's hair.

- No you can't, Alex said. Marissa let go a laugh.

- Okay, fine, I can't, she finally said. You're too sexy, here, happy now? Alex's face went serious.

- No I'm not, she said. Listen I'm sorry, I should have told you about Dean. I should have trusted your judgment more than that... Marissa was still playing with the blonde's hair.

- It's okay, she replied with a smile. I overreacted as well. Then, suddenly, Marissa kissed passionately her girlfriend, surprising her.

- There's not enough words to tell you how much I love you, Alex said as they finally broke the kiss.

- Then don't say it, Marissa replied in a naughty voice, show it.

- Sounds great, Alex whispered as she rolled over Marissa.

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As Alex opened her eyes, she felt Marissa's arms wrapped over her and decided not to get out of bed yet. Marissa was waking up as well, her chin pressing against Alex's shoulder.

- I love you, Alex whispered. Marissa tightened her grip around Alex's waist.

- No more secrets, Marissa said. From now on, you tell me everything, okay? Alex remained silent for a while.

- Everything? She asked, unsure.

- Alex... Marissa started. Promise me. Alex sighted. This wasn't a good idea...

- I promise, she finally said, knowing she could never betray that promise.

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More drama to come…

- Ethereal123