*Lindsay's POV*
I still hadn't come to terms with what had happened.
It had been almost a week. A week without contact with Shannon. A week without swimming. A week without leaving my guest house.
I knew I had to get out of this place. Get away. Anywhere. Anywhere but here. I was terrified of running into her. Seeing those gorgeous eyes, mesmerising lips, perfect figure. I missed Shannon. More than I thought I would.
"Up, bitch!" Alex yelled, storming into my guest house.
"ALEX!" I screamed, attempting to cover up my nude frame.
"Jeez, Linds. It's only been a week! You're seriously that horny?" Alex laughed, grabbing herself a can from my fridge.
"Alex, I need to get clothes on," I mumbled, trying to remember where I ditched them.
"Hey, it's nothing I haven't seen before," Alex eyed me up and down, "nice rack."
"Get out!" I growled, launching my shoe at her.
I scowled at Alex as she collected all of my clothes, throwing them at me.
"Finish yourself off and get dressed. You've got ten minutes."
I fell heavily back into the couch as Alex strolled casually out the door.
The fucking nerve.
Frustrated and ready to get this over with, I threw on my clothes, dragged my hands through my messy hair, then slid into my shoes and out the door.
"Two minutes?" Alex questioned, looking down at her watch, "almost as fast as your Mom."
I groaned and gagged, slapping Alex until she jogged towards the house, away from me.
"Come on, you slow fucking sloth!" She shouted, bouncing into the main house.
I caught up to Alex, pulling the door shut behind us. I could hear voices coming from the living room. My heartbeat sped up. My palms became sweaty. All happiness drained from my body.
Alex grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers and shooting me a nod, now serious. I knew she had me. I could do this. We entered the room, and the conversation immediately stopped. Both Mom and Shannon's eyes fell to Alex and I, and I felt like melting away under their gazes.
"We're heading out. We'll be back for dinner. Adios amigos," Alex chirped, dragging me towards the front door.
I locked eyes with Shannon. She looked good. Like fucking always. As if a switch flicked in my mind, I grew angry. Really fucking angry. Shooting the cruellest look at Shannon, I dropped Alex's hand, storming out the door and slamming it behind me, the door frame shaking from the impact.
My blood was boiling. Just looking at her enraged me. She did this. She did this to me. To us. Fuck this. And fuck her.
I wanted to scream, shout, break everything in my path as I tornado out of control.
"We're going swimming," I shouted as Alex ran towards the car, jumping into the passenger seat myself. I was angry, but I wasn't stupid. I was in absolutely no condition to drive a vehicle.
Pulling up to the aquatic centre, I was relieved to see not one car in the carpark. Which meant, we had the whole place to ourselves. Alex had been relatively quiet the whole car ride, quiet for Alex anyway.
As soon as the water hit my skin, I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. This was my escape. I felt free, gliding through the water. I got out all of my anger, swimming ten laps of the Olympic-style swimming pool, before paddling over to where Alex was chilling in the shallow end.
"You cooled your jets yet, speedy?" She asked, cracking a grin.
"As much as possible," I replied, settling against the pool wall.
"I know this is hard for you, Linds. You can talk to me about anything and I'll always be here for you."
Alex's words pulled at my heart strings as tears glossed over my eyes. I appreciated her more than words could describe. I didn't have a great, fantastic, incredible love. But I did have Alex. Who I loved just as much. I tangled my arms around Alex, giving her the biggest hug I could.
I would get through this. I trusted that Alex would help me get through this. The two of us, we were unstoppable.
An hour later, Alex and I exited the aquatic centre, strolling across the quad.
"If it isn't my two favourite girls!" Gio shouted, wrapping an arm over each of our shoulders.
"Lovely to see you, Giovanni," Alex grumbled, rolling her eyes. She still wasn't over the whole break-up thing.
"Be nice, Alex," I hissed.
Gio laughed heavily, "Great to see you too, Alexandra."
Alex flinched hearing her full name, making me laugh. She hated it.
Karma, bitch.
"What's up, Gio?" I asked as we continued towards Alex's car.
"I just came to tell you guys that I'll be gone for a couple of weeks. I'm visiting my Mom in Italy."
"Oh thank god," Alex smiled sadistically. She rolled her eyes as I sent her a dirty look.
"That's great, Gio! I'm so jealous. I wish I could get away, life's been a bit... hectic, to say the least," I chuckled.
"Oh my god," Alex mimicked, dragging out the 'd' in exaggeration, "That's so greaaaaaat, Giooooo."
"Alex," I growled, sternly.
"Lindsay."
We stared down each other, waiting for the other to break.
"I think I'll just... yeah," Gio laughed, backtracking out of the situation and jogging back the way he came.
"You're such a child," I rolled my eyes.
"You're such a childddd," mimicked Alex.
This bitch.
She was lucky I loved her.
~~~~~
Alex and I stumbled into the main house, slightly tipsy after making our way home from the bar. We ended the day with a friendly, yet extremely competitive game of pool, which I won, matched with a few glasses of liquor.
The delicious smell of Mom's shepherd's pie enveloped me as we walked towards the kitchen.
"What an amazing wife I have," Alex preached, wrapping her arms around my Mom.
Alex and Mom shared a small kiss, before Mom pulled back, eying Alex over.
"You've been drinking," Mom whispered.
"Not too much, don't worry," Alex replied.
Mom moved away from Alex, carrying the dish of pie into the dining room.
"Dinner is served," announced Mom, setting down the large ceramic container.
All the hairs on my body stood up as I saw Shannon already seated at the dinner table. Alex and Mom were already seated as well, looking up at my frozen state. There was no backing out now. I pulled out my chair from next to Shannon, scooting it as far away from her as I could, almost on the corner of the table.
"I don't have fucking Gonorrhea, Lindsay," Shannon sighed, the first sentence she had spoken to me since walking out.
Ignoring her, I scooped myself some dinner, trying to rid myself of the anxious cloud hovering over me.
"Nice. Resorting to ignoring me now. Real mature," she muttered.
"Lindsay, don't be rude," Mom piped in.
"Jess, honey, don't get involved," whispered Alex.
"What did you say?"
"Oh god, here we go," Alex sighed, preparing herself for a verbal battering.
We all sat around the table as Mom berated Alex and the shepherd's pie went cold. So much for a nice dinner.
Later that night, I laid in bed, reflecting on the evening. It was bad enough that Shannon and I weren't talking to each other, but we didn't need to drag Mom and Alex into it. Neither of them should have to pick a side, potentially causing strain on their marriage. I wouldn't allow it.
I needed a fucking holiday.
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