Liz Gillies Requests

He's A Cheater (Falliam) - Request ★

Fallon's POV
I walk into Culhane's apartment.

"Baby, I need the keys to my second Porsche. Culhane?" I call out, walking further in.

"Fallon!" I hear him yell and I walk into his bedroom to see him scrambling to tie his belt, and Kori in his bed, smirking at me.

I slowly turn to look back at Culhane.

"You bastard." I spit.

"I can explain." Culhane says.

"Save it." I snap, grabbing my keys from the bowl.

"Baby, I-" Culhane tries.

"I don't want to hear it, Culhane!" I yell.

"Look, it was a mistake." Culhane says.

"Excuse me?" Kori exclaims.

"You can shut up." I say to her.

"Don't speak to her like that." Culhane says.

"Of course you would defend that two faced cow." I scoff.

"How dare you, Fallon Carrington! You wanna go?" Kori asks.

I give her the middle finger.

"Fallon, you and I, we can forget about this. We can move on. Right?" Culhane asks, rushing over to me and reaching for my hand.

"You want me to forget about you cheating on me, your fiancé, with my enemy since high school?" I ask.

"I know it's wrong but-" I cut him off.

"There shouldn't be a but!" I yell.

"Fallon let's face it you're always at work! You're too busy for me." Culhane says.

"That's not an excuse." I say, starting to walk out.

"We can fix this!" Culhane grabs my wrist.

"Fix what?" I scream, turning to face him.

"Us." Culhane says, cupping my face.

I push his hands away.

"There is no us. Not anymore." I shake my head at him and storm out.

I walk back through the manor. Anders walks up to me.

"Miss Carrington, your father is in his study. He's asked that you join him as soon as possible for an emergency meeting regarding CA." Anders says.

"Yeah? Well Anders, could you tell my snake of a father that he needs to find a new woman to take advantage of because I am done playing his assistant." I rant, storming towards the main doors while Anders tries to keep up with me.

"Uh, of course, Miss Carrington." Anders says.

"Thank you, Anders." I say. "Finally a loyal man." I roll my eyes.

I throw the main door open and Kirby is stood at the doorstep.

"Do you think this skirt is a little short?" Kirby asks.

"Nope. But I do think that it looks hideous with that sweater. Did you buy it at CVS? Jesus, Kirby. I thought you were into fashion." I say as I walk away.

"Actually it's yours." Kirby mutters.

"What?" I snap, spinning around to face her.

"Nothing." Kirby murmurs.

I strut to my Porsche and see Sam leaning against it.

"You have 3 seconds to get your ass off my car." I say.