Alex left thinking Marissa didn't love her
Summary: Alex left thinking Marissa didn't love her. Few years later they meet again, they have to work in the same place in LA. Marissa is now engaged to Ryan. Alex goes for the get some, get gone routine. Appearances from old friends and new ones.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Thoughts are in italic.
Flashbacks are in bold.
AN: Thanks to FiresOfDeath, shassy25, krisana22, haelthy, LillianGish, andygirl007, drumstiix and sid for the reviews.
First, sorry about the long wait, i swear that if i could i would update more often, but as it is, i dont have much time to write, not the way i had when i first started writing this, so chapters will come at a slower rate.
People, dont worry, their pretense will drop around the time Ryan is out of the picture, but i think we are not very close to it yet... Many things will happen before that. Hopefully, some more Malex action...
krisana22, you pretty much got it write, Marissa will have to work to get her girl.
LillianGish, actually, i chose astrid to be completly different from alex's type simply because she would be completly different from Marissa, now why would Alex chose a girl completly different from Marissa i'll let you work out on your own. I'm glad you like the descriptions, because to me its the hardest part to write and usually what takes more time... hum, i guess Marissa had a kinda of blonde hair just before she died, but in ff everyone describes her as a brunette, wouldnt it be confusing if i decided that she was the blonde? And Olivia Wilde, i think she's hot either way, as a blonde, as a brunette, and probably as a red-head. About what comes next, that's not exacly it, but you got pretty close.
andygirl007, yes, i'm brazilian. Let me guess, so are you?
sid, Alex still hasnt forgiven Marissa. Marissa still has much making up to do, and trust me she will do it.
Now on with the story (ops, isnt that the title? )... i hope you all like it...
Chapter 22
The drive back to hotel was significantly awkward. Both girls had no idea what to say to each other, so they said nothing. As soon as they stepped inside the taxi, they moved away from each other, as if their skin burned when in touch of the other's.
The girls sat at the opposite sides of the taxi seat, as far away from each other as possible, pretending to stare out of the window. Marissa kept looking back at Alex, trying to find something to say to the blonde, but every time Alex was looking out of the window.
What she didn't know was the blonde was doing the same thing.
Upon reaching the hotel, the girls went stiffly up to their room. Alex only now remembered that she couldn't sleep in the same bed as Marissa, but she couldn't think of a way out.
Marissa had almost the same thoughts in her mind. It would be the first time the slept on the same bed ever since the day they broke up and not only that but also to make everything easier they had made out and acted as a couple the entire night.
It will definably be a night to remember. The brunette thought.
Alex had just gotten out of the shower and was drying her hair with a towel. Marissa already had taken hers was waiting for Alex to be done with it sitting on the bed. She wanted Alex to answer some of her questions.
As soon as the blonde left the bathroom, Marissa was blown away. Tinny drops of water were leaving a path on the blonde's barely covered arms and legs.
"Marissa? Marissa! MARISSA!"
"Hum? Yeah?" Finally the blonde got a reaction from Marissa, as the brunette lifted up her eyes to Alex's face.
The blonde was standing in front of her, with her hand waving before the brunette's eyes.
"Why are you still up? You need something?" Alex continued with a smirk, at the same time trying to pretend she hadn't noticed why the brunette was blushing and had had some trouble answering her calls.
"Actually, yes. Who was that girl from tonight?" Marissa went straight to the point; she knew there was no need to clarify who 'the girl' was.
"Her name is Astrid. I met her last night"
"That's not what I asked"
"What do you want me to tell you, really?" The blonde asked and then continued as she had an late thought. "Actually, I don't know why I need to give you any explanation"
"I had to pretend to be your girlfriend all through the night tonight, and I wanna know why. I wanna know who she is, she was freaky and kinda of a stalker" That's why wanna know what happened between them. Keep telling yourself that. The brunette thought.
"Sorry, didn't mean to be a bother to you. Next time, you don't have to come to my rescue. I can take care of myself"
"That's not what I meant. It's just…I…The problem is…"
"Can you just say it?"
"Look, how would you feel if you saw someone bothering me?"
"Not sure, I guess I probably would tell them to get lost"
"And what if they were hitting on me?"
"Come on, Marissa. Wh-"
"For real, Alex. Just imagine it. What would do if you saw someone hitting on me?"
"Don't really have to imagine that. Ryan did that enough times while we were dating. I would just hit them, that is, if you didn't stop me." The blonde's response made Marissa feel guilty and at the same time hopeful for some reason, but there was something else she needed to know.
"Even now?"
"Even now what?"
"You said that you would beat someone hitting on me while we were dating, does that mean you would you do it now that we are not?"
"Ye- I guess not, not my problem anymore, right?" Alex managed to correct herself just in time.
"You really mean it?"
"Yeah, I mean if you asked me to help you to get rid of someone that was hitting on you, I would help you, but I don't think I would interfere for no reason" As if. The blonde thought, and then continued. "I guess that's not my place anymore."
"Then you would have preferred I had let you and whatever-her-name-is"
"Astrid"
"Yes, would you have preferred I had let you and Astrid alone together?"
"Hell, NO! Seriously, that woman is crazy. Too bad I didn't realize it until it was too late."
"So, you did sleep with her."
"You really aren't gonna let this go, are you?"
"Nope."
"Fine, you asked for it." The blonde said as she sat down on the other side of the bed, making sure to keep some space between them.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"That I usually don't discuss my sex life with my exes" Alex stated matter of factually.
"Don't you discuss it with Jodie?" Marissa retorted.
"Yeah, but she's my best friend. She used to be my best friend before we got together."
"Still, you can tell me what happened. We used to be friends" Marissa said, and Alex pretended not to hear the ending.
"Fine, whatever. After I dropped you at the hotel, I went back to the same club we had just left."
"You were looking for that other girl, the one you were with when I asked you take me back"
"Yes! No! I don't know. Point is, I didn't find her, but after a while I was there, Astrid asked me to dance."
"So what, she asks you to dance and you are ready to open your legs for her?" Marissa said, almost yelling, with a little something in her voice that someone could call jealousy, but Alex decided to ignore it.
"Are you gonna keep interrupting me? You are the one that wanted to listen to this." The blonde was losing her patience, and her voice was stating to show the anger she kept hidden inside.
The brunette took a second to calm down before replying. Marissa didn't know why, but she had to hear it from Alex's mouth.
"No. Sorry. Keep going"
"Yeah, so we danced for a while, drank some, and then we went back to her place."
"How do you go to a stranger's house like this, Alex? You didn't tell anyone! Who knows what could have happened!"
"I thought you weren't interrupting anymore"
"I'm not, but Alex, don't you understand? She could have taken you anywhere and no one would know about it!"
"And what was I supposed to do? Call you and explain that I was gonna fuck a girl in her house. That's a good idea, this way I could give you her name and address so you could check on us in the morning." Alex finished sarcastically. The blonde was really losing her temper.
"That's not what I meant. I just…" Marissa didn't know what else to say, so she got up and went to the balcony. The brunette leaned against the railing, looking down.
In this position Alex could only see the brunette's back from the bed, but something told her that Marissa was sad. Fighting the urge to go over there and comfort the brunette, ask for forgiveness without exactly knowing why, Alex stood her ground and continued with the conversation.
"Just what, Marissa?" The blonde's tone was much softer.
"Just nothing. Forget it. Go on with your story. I'm not gonna interrupt anymore." Marissa said in a way that made her sound tired, defeated. Alex hated it.
"I don't know where I stopped, and I don't think I should continue."
"Please do. You were on the part that you had gone home with her." The brunette urged on the same tone as before, and still she remained with her back to the blonde.
"We went back to her place, we hum… we did it. And in the morning, I woke up to find her playing with my phone. Afterwards I found out that she had saved my number on her phone and saved hers on mine. Before I left, she asked me out but I told her I couldn't go out with her. She kept insisting so I got tired and just took off, I'm not sure where she had the impression that the date was on, I never said yes. The rest, I think you know"
Without a word, Marissa nodded and went back to her side of the bed. The brunette laid down, as far away from the blonde as possible without falling out, with her back turned to Alex.
The blonde was at a loss of what to do, she wanted to comfort Marissa, hold her and tell her that everything would be alright, even if she couldn't completely understand the brunette's actions, but Alex couldn't just do that for some reason that at the moment was completely lost on her.
Instead of doing what she wanted, Alex turned off the light and following Marissa's example, she laid down with her back to the brunette.
At least we won't have a problem with sleeping on the same bed tonight. The blonde thought as her eyes drifted shut.
Next morning Alex woke up in a considerable different manner than the one she had gone to sleep.
First, she was hugging Marissa, or Marissa was hugging her. Alex wasn't sure and she didn't think it mattered. Point was, they were hugging, and Marissa was somewhat on top.
The brunette's mouth was on her neck, sucking it lightly as its owner slept. Alex's blouse had ridden up a little and Marissa's hands had taken advantage of that by gluing themselves on the blonde's bare back. Alex's right hand was on Marissa's left breast, and her left hand was on the other girl's neck, holding it where it was.
Their legs were tangled together, and Marissa's right knee was touching Alex's aching center. Every time that Marissa moved her right leg, which was a lot for someone that was sleeping, Alex had to suppress a moan in order not to wake the other girl.
The blonde seriously considered staying there and just enjoy the sensations the other girl was bringing her, but she knew that if Marissa woke up, Alex would have a hard time explaining what was happening.
So instead, Alex decided to cautiously get up, taking the time to make sure she didn't wake up Marissa. Taking one last look at the brunette before leaving the bed, Alex was not able to stifle one thought that came to her mind. God, she is beautiful.
The blonde went straight to the bathroom, she needed a shower. A cold shower.
So, that was it... next chapter may come faster than expected, i'm happy to inform that i still have 1 week off which means i can start moving my stories along. Hopefully, i'll be able to write another couple of chapters before i have to get back...
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