"Darling?!" Elizabeth yelled whilst holding onto my phone, throwing it around in the air like a light at a festival.

I threw my arms up in the air, signalling that I 'give up' . "What about it Elizabeth?!" I shout just as loud back.

"Is that where you got it from? Calling me Darling?" Her voice sounded hurt.

Yes, it was.

"No, it wasn't?!" I lied, scrunching up my face as I go to grab my phone from her but she snatches it away before I can even touch it. I stumble forward slightly, embarrassing myself once more.

"You're insane" I say to try gain back the pride I had just lost the stumble.

"Fuck you!" She yells, throwing my phone at me. My weak attempt to catch it means and slams right into my chest causing me to gasp slightly as the air is hit right out of me. I don't let it be seen that I'm wincing in pain as I pocket my phone in my jeans.

"We are old friends, nothing more!" I try to tell her. It was true, I cross my heart. We talk every now and then with general chit chat but nothing more than that. We hadn't seen each other in nearly over a year and the last time we saw each other we met and got coffee, that's all. She wasn't married but seeing someone and I was engaged to Florence. End of story. I just don't know how to make that clear to the woman who I love.

She doesn't respond but instead covers her face with her hands before moving them backwards and through her hair. Even when she's so angry at me she could cry, she still looks like a work of art.

"Elizabeth, please" I beg, this time using her full name which caught her attention and with less confidence in my voice. I didn't want to lose her. Especially not over this.

"Y/N, no. Just stop talking" She whispers, placing her hands on my kitchen counter, leaning forward on it as she composes herself.

"She will tell you the same thing! Look, you can meet her, at the club. She can tell you it herself, if you don't believe me!" I say, as though I've just thought of a master plan to make her believe me.

She lashes out. "I don't want to meet her! Why the FUCK would I want to meet the woman who groomed you?!" She says with a sarcastic laugh, looking at me as though I'm the stupidest person to live.

"Lizzie, she didn't groom me. It was 100% consensual and I was in... love." I said, her eyes snapping to me. I think she was hurt at the idea of me having been in love with someone else. From her reaction I can only assume that she felt less than Scarlett?

"That was then. I'm in love with you and not just that puppy love shit." I say to reassure her, her face returning back from the frown she had seconds ago but now into a clenched jaw and pressed lips.

"Fine" Is the only words that leave her lips before she stands up straight, brushes her hands on her jeans and walks over to grab her phone off the couch. She puts it in her back pocket before grabbing one of my jean jackets which was laying on the back of the couch and she puts it on.

"Come on" she says I just stand there looking at her. What is she doing? She wants to meet her right now? What.

"I don't even know if she's available-" I start but she gives me a look of 'don't test me' and I just shut up. I get my phone out of my pocket as we both start walking down the stairs. I was so out of it that I forgot to get a jacket and so the cold air causes my skin to burn. Luckily, we get into Lizzie's car rather quickly after leaving my apartment. She gets in first, slamming the door and I get in right after her. I felt like I was treading on egg shells right now. She's pissed off and it's a little scary.

I call Scarlett, per Lizzies demands of meeting her right now.

"Hey!"

"Hello? Oh, Y/N? What are you calling for, Love."

"Are you down to meet right now? At the club?"

"I'm at work but I finish in 10 minutes? I could be there in 30. Why are you in such a rush, do you miss me that bad?" She teased.

The look I got from Elizabeth makes me realise she can hear the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Great! I'll let you in through the back. Bye." I say, ending the call as quickly as possible before Scarlett got me into any more trouble with the woman sat next to me.

We silently drove to La Lace. Elizabeth parked outside and we both went in through the back, which had a roll up garage door for deliveries. I attempted to make conversation but all my attempts were shut down by blunt replies. I did some well needed cleaning up as we waited for my ex to arrive. I was silently praying it would go well. I don't know why I thought it could go south, there was nothing between me and her and so what could go wrong... Right? I grabbed a chair from inside, placing it down so Lizzie didn't have to sit on the boxes that were still full of decorative items. She didn't thank me but instead sat down, her feet sitting on the leg reset and her hands in her lap. She looked out at the busy streets, awaiting her arrival. I anxiously tidied. By the time the BMW X3 in pearl white with blacked out windows pulled up, I had cleared the whole delivery area and brushed all the fallen leaves into a neat pile.

"That's her." I said to Elizabeth, I received no response. I waved awkwardly, standing away from my woman sat on the seat. She didn't budge. Scarlett excited her car, locking it and it beeped twice. She made her way over to me, completely ignoring Elizabeth who was sat waiting for her to greet her. The tension could be cut with a plastic knife, and that's hard to cut things with.

"My love!" She cooed as she pulled me into a hug. As soon as I was in her arms, Lizzie stood up.

"How have you been? You look as great as ever." Scarlett complimented me, a hand still on the small of my back.

"Yeah, so this is Elizabeth-" I began to introduce her but I'm cut off as she looks to me, not a single glance at the powerful woman stood next to me, touching me.

"This was nice but I really can't do this-" She starts, waving her hand in the air as she turns around to walk through the club to the other exit. "You two have fun catching up" she says with a not so genuine smile.

Scarlett's hand falls from my back as I jog over to Lizzie, grabbing her wrist to turn her around. "Elizabeth. Please. 5 minutes, that's all I'm asking for. I promise."

"I'm not going to listen to her when her hands are all over you." She spits, not loud enough for Scarlett to hear, thankfully.

"You're overreacting. Please. For me." I said, immediately regretting my choice of words when I see her reaction.

"Well, that's... Just not true" She sarcastically speaks.

"Please" I beg one last time.

She was acting different and she had only been around this other woman for a few minutes and she's already changed. She seemed less confident, more needy and honestly annoying... Maybe I am just looking into this too much, I'm too angry to even consider listening to this bitch.

But I will, for Y/N. If I really want this to work out between us two, I have to know nothing is happening and nothing is going to happen. I have to assert my dominance with this other woman, that's the only way I'll leave happy.

"Is everything okay here?" A deeper, raspier voice speaks and my eyes move to the woman in the black short dress.

"Yes... Yes!" Y/N spoke before I could. She turned on her heels and held my hand as she pulled me over to the other woman.

I don't break eye contact with Scarlett.

"This is Elizabeth. My girlfriend" My heart pumped hard at the words which Y/N had just used to describe me. I guess we are girlfriends, it was nice to hear Y/N confirm it. Even if it was in this awful situation.

"Wow, okay. Its lovely to meet you." Scarlett greeted me with a smile, her dark red lipstick moving with her plump lips. I see what Y/N saw in her. She was still a gross human, in my eyes. Her hand was stretched out to shake mine. I don't.

"Yeah" I say, nodding before clearing my throat and crossing my arms over my chest. "Okay..." She replies, looking to Y/N with wide eyes before smirking slightly.

"Okay, so... The reason I wanted you to come here is so you can tell her that we are friends. Just friends."

"Oh of course. Yes. I don't know how much Y/N has told you but-"

"She told me enough." I interrupted. I smiled sarcastically. By the way Scarlett reacted, she was surprised by my boldness. I was happy to see that I was winning the little battle inside of my head.

"We are just friends." She says, not bothering to explain further. I think she knew the reply she would've gotten from me. I wouldn't listen to her long explanation.

"Great! Are we done here?"

My eyes darted from the two women who were clearly battling each other with their words and even their body language. Lizzie stood close to me, arms crossed over her chest whilst Scarlet stood with her arms in front of her, holding her black clutch with a smile across her face. When Elizabeth spoke her last words, Scarlett scoffed and rolled her eyes, looking to me. "You were never good at picking women"

"Excuse me?" Elizabeth spat and I flung my head back with a groan. Shit. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach that this wasn't going to go well.

"You heard me."

"Says the woman who slept with her student. Fucking disgusting." Elizabeth's tongue spat.

"We did more than sleep together. " Scarlett says, pointing between the two of us.

"That's enough" I say sternly, my hand grabbing Elizabeth in an attempt to pull her away but her feet are glued to the concrete.

"Oh, I bet you did. I bet you held her hand when you crossed the road, cuddled her when she wet the bed, packed her lunch the next morning." Elizabeth patronised, laughing through her words before looking to me, my eyes begged for her to stop but she doesn't.

"Stop it." I say, letting go of her hand and shaking my head.

"She was legal. We were in love. Is someone jealous? "

"Jealous of what you had? Aha, No." Elizabeth laughed.

"No? You're not jealous that I know she keeps a lighter in her back pocket because it makes her feel unbalanced if she doesn't, that the tattoo of an 'S' is for me? Or even that she-"

As Scarlett berates Elizabeth with all the things I haven't told her about yet, I shut her down. "I love her." I shout, Elizabeth now looking to me. She didn't seem upset but taken aback by my sudden confession. "The love she has shown me has made me realise how fucked you are. How fucked what we had was. You ruined my high school experience. All my friends left me because of you. I got a tattoo which I fucking hate because you convinced me you were the only person who would ever love me. Fuck you." I screamed, going on a mini rampage as I approached Scarlett.

"You cried and begged me to stay, got on your knees like a fucking bitch. So don't talk to my woman like that, like you're something big and powerful. You're a little bitch." I whisper shout before receiving a slap across my face. I hold the side of my face; I had been slapped before but the words which came with it made me crumble with embarrassment.

"You're the one who was on her knees for me, begging. Don't you remember?" She hissed as she looked down at me. I don't reply but instead turn around and just as I do, I see a fist flying through the air which then parks straight onto Scarlett's nose. My hands move from my face to then around Elizabeth's waist as I push her away from Scarlett. Elizabeth jumps in an attempt to leap at the woman in black behind me.

"I'm calling the cops!" Scarlett screamed, grabbing her phone and dialling 911. Before the line can even connect, Lizzie and I are in her Toyota driving away. I didn't bother to lock up the club but that didn't matter. What did matter was that as soon as we got onto the road, Elizabeth's eyes looked to me and her hand reached between my thighs. My lips found her neck and before anything could progress, the car comes to a stop as we park at the back off the grocery store car park.

The windows are tinted just enough that when I take my shirt off and throw hers off as well, no one can see. My hands pressed against the windows which were coated in condensation from our body heat as I manoeuvre myself into the back seat, to which my lover follows.