Chapter 2

Yes, it had happened again: Chloe and Elliot had reconciled and were back together. God, when am I going to learn that no matter what she does, he will always forgive her?

I knew Chloe was cheating since I saw her with my own eyes.

She was on a date with another guy at the restaurant where I work; at first, I thought he was just one of the people she worked with; yes, Chloe was a bikini model; however, when they kissed and I watched their every move, and they were so nasty as she gave him her panties from under the desk, I called Elliot.

No, it wasn't wrong of me; he was my friend, and I didn't want him duped; although, I might have wished for a chance myself.

Elliot arrived and quickly figured out everything because I didn't have to tell him; he appeared to have known the guy all along as he joined them; they got into a brawl that almost cost me my job when Chloe knocked down the most costly dinner from my hands when I tried to stop them.

Elliot wanted to drink, so I took him to the bar.

Last night, he said what he said, and today he swore they were done, telling me he had been suspecting them all along.

So, if they were done, what the hell is she doing here? And why were they fucking?

I didn't know the cup of coffee had fallen from my hands until I felt warm liquid under my feet - yeah, I had taken off my shoes in the car since I was tired of standing and wasn't comfortable driving with hurting feet.

"Elliot!" I'm not sure why I called his name, and yes, I expected him to jump, but instead he just said my name, asking what I wanted while continuing thrusting into her as she moaned:

"There, I'm almost there!" God, she was shameless. I mean, it wasn't the first time I saw them having sex - we shared a room; the only difference today was that they were in my bed.

"Lex, can you please give me a minute, I'm kind of in the middle of something, you can see." He stated this without looking at me, and continued.

Tears silently trickled down my cheek, and I bit my bottom lip to keep from sobbing; now that would be foolish of me.

I'm not sure where the strength came from, but I dragged myself out of the room and went straight to the kitchen, far away from Harvey, because I didn't want him making fun of me. He did warn me.

He was aware of my feelings for Elliot.

He knew that I loved him.

I dried my eyes, grabbed a tissue, and cleaned my shirt as quickly as I could.

I should give him a minute because he was ramming into her?

Is he doing it on purpose?

Is he aware that I love him? This is driving me nuts. 

"Does that mean I can have the fries now?" Harvey's voice stunned me, so I immediately took the tissue and walked to the fruit dish, where I grabbed one apple. "I think you need a glass of wine."

"Harvey I am honestly not in the mood for your bullshit today."

"I didn't piss you off, I'm just trying to help."

"Don't, I don't want your help okay?”

“We're buddies, and after you hear what I have to say, you'll-"

"What do you have to say?" I wasn't interested, but I knew he'd leave me alone if I gave him the attention he so craved.

"One sec," he said, placing his phone on the kitchen counter.

I saw him fetch a bottle of Richard's from the drink cabinet, saying we were out of wine.

"I'm not drinking, just say what you want to say." I bit on my apple with all my vigor, hoping it would accept my frustration.

"Well, your boss called.”

"You?" He nodded, and I almost chuckled when he showed me his phone screen, which displayed my boss's phone number. "Oh my God, what did he say?"

"That you're fired, something about you causing him a seven hundred dollar meal last night and now leaving early."

"What?!" I took the phone from his grasp and dialed the call button; I couldn't lose my job now; even if my wage was pitiful, the tips I received were how I was able to pay rent.

"I'm sure he won't pick the call.”

"Shit!" I cursed because he was correct; what was this?

I ran my hands through my hair as I listened to my heart race faster than usual, wanting to calm down so I could think.

"The seven hundred meal… what happened?”

“What happened?" I slowly turned to Harvey, who raised his brow, perplexed as to why I snapped, "Elliot happened, Chloe happened; see, I'm so tired of sacrificing for him, I'm tired of burning for him.”

"Okay, I think you should calm down, you are overreacting."

"Overreacting? Harvey-”

"Don't get me wrong; you're the one in love here, and he doesn't share your feelings. Alexis, no matter what you do, Elliot will never feel the same way, he–”

"She's what?!" Elliot's voice caused both of us to turn to the door; he raised one brow, looking handsome but perplexed by what Harvey had just said.

Damn Harvey, this is not how I wanted him to find out.