𝐹𝐸𝐸𝐿𝑆 𝐿𝐼𝐾𝐸 𝑊𝐸 𝑂𝑁𝐿𝑌 𝐺𝑂 𝐵𝐴𝐶𝐾𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐷𝑆-𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥 𝑇𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟

If I'm with you, I'm okay

"Is that-?" Alex sat forward, and my mouth dropped agape, the security footage of Sebastian and I in the elevator had been screen-shotted and leaked to the press, the sounds around me sort of muffled to none and it felt like I was suddenly underwater.

"Eleanor?" Alex shook my wrist causing me to glance over to him, a tinge of betrayal flashed through his eyes.
"Why are you with that detective?" He asked me, a stern look wiped over his expression, I felt tears brim my eyes but I couldn't cry, I couldn't do it.

"I, I was just lonely that night..I'd been drinking.." I mumbled shamefully, Alex bit down on his tongue and slowly nodded.

"Eleanor you know there's gonna be consequences for your stupid actions right?" Alex's brows knitted tight together, I looked to the side for a moment to gather myself together, the picture of Seb and I still on the TV screen as the presenter ranted on about us.

"I know..I know." I bit my lip in hope that it would hold back the tears fighting their way to slip out over my eyelid.

My phone began to buzz as I was bombarded with phone calls from my friends, I turned it off and slammed it against the table, my breathing began to steepen and Alex grew concerned.

"El?" He reached for my wrist but I swatted him away, standing from my place slowly I ran a hand through my hair in stress as I felt sweat trickle down from my forehead and a hot flush come on.

"Eleanor breathe." Alex soothed, standing up beside me his hands delicately held out to prove he wasn't going to do no harm.

The TV then flicked onto live footage of Sebastian being interviewed in the police station, my breathing soon fell silent.

"Yeah I mean, she was so drunk and just forced herself on me, I was terrified really I just wanted to get her back to her apartment safe but she was threatening me with things if I didn't get with her for the evening..."

"You are kidding me..." A tear slipped out of my eye as I grit my teeth in anger.

"Is he lying?" Alex asked.

"Of course he is! You know me, you know I'd never be like that..he was drunk too he made the move on me first!" I exclaimed frantically, I was so fucked now, who are they gonna believe? A high-ranked detective, or some girl who's just been let out a cell for murder?

"Fuckin' bastard.." Alex mumbled, grabbing his leather jacket off the armrest on the sofa, my head craned over my shoulder as I watched him swiftly move out the room, I chased after him and watched as he threw the front door open and burst out into the hallway.

"Alex!" I called, slamming the door shut behind me and running toward the elevator.

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The night was fresh tonight, not a soul in sight except Alex and I jogging up to the police station, Alex ahead of me as I panted for my life, like I said, wasn't a runner.

Alex booted the police station door down with his foot, I'd caught up to him now and was breathlessly whispering his name trying to get an answer from Him.

"Where is he?" Alex growled to the receptionist, she looked startled and furrowed her brows.

Soon a group of camera men came round the corner, Sebastian walking behind them speaking to an interviewer.