Lauren Jauregui Imagines

What No One Sees... Part Two

       “Louder baby, say my name louder!" I felt like barfing. Well not barfing technically, but it just didn't sound the same coming out of Alexa's mouth. It honestly never did. I think this was her attempt at rougher sex, but it made me more amused than satisfied. I needed REAL sex, I needed that one person that would fuck me like a slut and hold me like a queen afterwards. I needed...

       “Oh God Y/N!" Alexa stopped, her body freezing in place. I'd been so busy fantasizing it was Y/N who was fucking me that... OH SHIT.

       “What did you just call me? Y/N? Y/N as in the notorious drug dealing, ex CONVICT Y/N? Lauren, you've been cheating on me with the same person that's the reason you have a career!? How could you!?" The brunette screamed, completely separating herself from me.

       “Alexa I — OWW!"

       She slapped me so hard I almost fell off the bed. There was definitely a little blood streaking down my cheek from the impact, but the tears flowed harder. It hurt like a bitch, but I would've NEVER taken Alexa for the abusive, scorned type.

       “You worthless bitch! I give you all of me and you stomped on my heart like it didn't mean anything! If you weren't a cop, I swear I'd kill your ass you goddamn slut. Get the fuck out of my sight!"

       I bolted for the closet and threw on some clothes, grabbed my gun for protection and ran out of the back door, headed for the only person I knew I was safe with at the moment.

       “Y/N! Open the door please!" I cried, sinking down to the ground as I heard Y/N's frantic footsteps on the other side of the door. It took less than a second for her to open the door, and less than a millisecond for her to lift me into her arms, concern and anger on her face.

       “Oh my God baby, your face is — did that bitch put her hands on you?" Her golden eyes darkened when I cried harder, but she pulled me into her warm chest that was covered by a red “Elmo" shirt. I made a mental note to ask her about that.

       “It's okay love. She can't hurt you anymore. I'm assuming it's over between you two now?" I nodded and let her guide me towards the living room where she had a bunch of movies and snacks lying around.

       “I was gonna invite you over, but it wasn't one of our scheduled days, so I figured I'd leave you alone for a while. Stay put, I'll be right back." She gave me a strong smile as I gripped her arm to prevent her from moving and kissed the right side of my face that wasn't bruised from Alexa's hand.

       “I'm just gonna go get a few things from my first aid kit Laur. That cut looks pretty damn nasty. That bitch got you good. But don't worry. She won't get away with it." Her soft lips pressed to my forehead as I relented my lethal grip on her arm, and she jogged away to her guest bathroom where I knew she kept her first aid kit. It was closer to the front door, in case something should ever happen while she was in the living room.

       “This might sting a bit or a lot, but it'll be over pretty quickly." Peroxide and a cotton ball. I'm pretty sure it was going to sting worse than the actual slap itself.

       “Squeeze my hand." The blonde girl informed me before she applied a generous amount of the liquid to the white cotton. I squeezed her hand in anticipation and felt her lips on the side of my neck. The comfort they bought me was instantaneous.

       “All done." She whispered, moving away from my neck despite the obvious reluctance. Wait, all done?

       I felt the left side of my face where Alexa hit me and felt the smooth texture of a standard bandage across the plane of my cheek.