Choices: Alex Hogh Andersen Part 2
Pairing: Alex Hogh Andersen x Reader
Rating: Mature ( Infidelity)
Word Count: 920
Part 1
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AN: Buckle down, its going to be a wild ride.... sorry babes no smut! just Angst!
Your grip on the steering wheel was almost painful. Occasionally you looked up at the blue line on your GPS. You were driving in an older part of LA, you recognized it from dropping Alex off to the airport. The thought that he had been seeing some hussy on his way home from trips out of town made your blood boil even more.
“You have arrived at your destination.”
You parked your car on the side of the street and sat back in the seat. Were you really going to storm up there and confront the so called “Love of Your Life?”
What was the point? He was still going to be a dog at the end of it all…
There was also the slight possibility that he wasn’t cheating at all, you had no idea what the fuck else he could be doing at this fucking hour but you were in no place to jump to conclusions where your heart was concerned. You made sure you had the pistol you kept in the glove box and tucked it in your back pocket. You usually didn’t carry a gun but if the bitch turned out to be crazy you wanted her to know you were not the one to be fucked with.
Grabbing your jacket you stepped out of the car and closed the door behind you. You were wearing a simple t-shit and jeans. Your hair was down to accommodate the beanie you had on and the hood of your jacket. Holding out your phone your hands shook as you followed the green line that lead you to a fancy building that seemed to have several levels as you looked up. You walked into the lobby and looked around. It was more fancy than where the two of you lived and you became momentarily intimidated. You didn’t waste time stopping at the front desk opting to just follow the GPS on your Find my Iphone app.
You followed the feeling in your gut and took the elevator to the top floor. The nerves turned into a cool calm when the elevator beeped its final beep and the brass doors slid open.
The sound of your shoes made a muffled thud over the linoleum floor. Right in front of you there was a large silver door with the words PENTHOUSE written on a fancy sign behind it.
“This was it” You thought as you neared close enough to knock, you tentatively raised your hand and..
“KNOCK KNOCK”
Your knuckles stung with the force of your knocking, You waited patiently but there was no answer and the rage had finally returned. You rammed your foot against the door all while shouting
“OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR ALEX I KNOW YOU AND YOUR FANCY SHOW WHORE ARE IN THERE!”
The force of your knocking made the door suddenly swing open just enough for you to see that no one had opened it. Pushing the door open wider you stepped inside looking for your boyfriend but after walking through the expensively furnished apartment you found no one. Just an empty bed and signs that someone well a few someone's lived here. You were about to storm out of the apartment and try calling Alex when you remembered how you got here…
Looking at your phone you turned on the alarm and followed the sound to the bedroom side table and there on the charging cord was Alex’s Phone. It was pretty late so you couldn’t really see much else in the room. You held up your phone and the light swept over several pieces of furniture. There was a large black dresser, it was divided into two sides kind of like a his and hers.
“What the fuck..” You whispered
A picture on the dresser caught your eye, you walked closer and snatched up the photo.
Your chest was heaving as realization and panic set in. You grabbed the picture and ran from the Penthouse, crashing into several men and women in the lobby as you went. By the time you made it to your car the tears were flowing freely.
The car door slammed as you tossed yourself into it and the photo bounced on the seat beside you.
Your glassy eyes moved over the picture once more and the physical pain of your heart splitting in two was more than you could bare…
There was a woman in the photo; she looked beautiful and happy in her wedding dress as her husband stared back at her. A moment you hoped to share with Alex one day.
You picked up the photo to get a closer look at the groom, he looked so happy and alive…
The photo had faded a little in the sun but you knew that face more than any on this planet.. it was the same face you had stared at for the last two years of your life. You knew those blue eyes like the back of your hand. They sent chills through your body when they bore over you during sex.
You came here looking for your Boyfriend Alex and the other woman he had been sneaking around with, you didn’t know what to expect but the last thing on your mind was that the other woman you were looking for…
Was yourself……
Will you continue to look for Alex or drive away from this entire lie you’ve been living?
Let me know!
