Arlo Pov

Two weeks have passed since the attack. The guys and I are sitting in the office discussing what should be done between Kendall and me. "Before she hears it from someone else, you must tell her." I hear Jax say this while I sip my beer.

"And who is going to tell her? Everybody is terrified of Arlo." I hear Reed say to Jax.

"How about the vindictive bitch Heather? I am not sure. She is still infatuated with Arlo choosing Kendall over her, as we all know. She will not hold back from telling her that they shared a bed just prior to the shooting. And just prior to declaring Kendall his girlfriend." With a serious tone, Jax says.

We hear something break immediately after Jax finishes speaking, followed by Ashley shouting for Kendall to wait. Ashley is sprinting down the hallway as I leap to my feet and bolt out the office door. I see Kendall running out the door as I follow behind. I follow behind, yelling for Kendall to wait.

"Why? After you had sex with someone, why did you decide to tell everyone that I was yours?" She shouts at me. In shock, I remain motionless.

"What am I? Just some kind of challenge you decided after you woke up from being shot that you need to get down my pants all of a sudden? She shouts at me, and I recoil at what she says. I don't answer her. I am at a loss for words.

As I get ready to finally answer, she speaks before I can. "You know what? I would rather not know. It's none of my business. We are not really together anyhow."With that, she is about to leave as she walks down the steps.

"Tereso, wait. Let's talk, please." She stops and does not even bother to look at me when I say this to her. "Please, Arlo, just give me some space; I need to be by myself." She then makes her way to her car, climbs in, and leaves.

I storm back inside and pass everyone. My parents have a little bar in the living room, and I enter and pick up a bottle of vodka. I crack it open and start downing it without even using a glass.

Even though my throat is burning, it was not enough. I keep drinking it, but it only makes me angry. When I hurl the bottle at the wall, it breaks.

"GOD DAMMIT" I yell and stagger back to the bar and grab another bottle, but this time it's Jack. I open it and do the same thing. Jax enters and tries to take the bottle away from me while I am chugging. "All right, man, that is enough. Come on," he says, reaching for the bottle. I raise my hand and shove him away.

He stumbles back a bit as a result. I turn and walk out of the room, carrying the bottle. Holding a bottle in one hand and my keys in the other, I go outside. I walk to my car and go to climb in my Ashley stops me. "Stop now, Arlo." As she blocks the door, she says, I try to move her, but I see that she is holding her daughter Eliza. That stops me dead in my tracks. I turn to face her, and she starts talking.

"Aro, why are you sad?" She says in her soft little voice. I give her a smile, tell her I am not, and then I leave the house and go to my room. I can't believe I acted like that with a little one in the room. After lowering myself to the ground, I raise the bottle to my lips and take a tiny sip. My thoughts begin to wane and everything starts to get hazy by the time I am halfway through the bottle. When I drop the bottle, I see that it is twelve in the morning. I choose to remain on the floor and simply fall asleep after attempting to get up and walk to my bed but tripping and falling.

I wake up the next morning and groan in pain. I immediately regret drinking because I feel like I have a jackhammer running through my head and my head is spinning. I stretch and notice I'm on the floor still, and the bottle of Jack is spilt next to me on the floor. My attempt to stand nearly sends me back to the floor, but I manage to reach the bed. I mumble, "Fuck me," and steadie myself on my bed. A knock on the door interrupts my attempt to lie back down.

I mumble, "Come in," and it opens. When I look up, Kendall is standing there with her nose red from crying all night and her eyes swollen and puffy. She looks just as bad as I feel, but at the same time, she looks like the most beautiful creature on this planet. She runs to me as soon as I open my arms.

"I'm sorry I got mad and acted like a madwoman." She whispers in my chest. I give her a kiss on the top of her head while shaking my head. "No, I was to blame. I shouldn't have claimed you the same day I slept with someone that wasn't right or fair to you." After telling her that I had moved over, she joined me in bed and rested her head on my chest.

I feel like I can breathe again after doing this, and my heart no longer feels like it is in a vice grip. "You smell like jack and vomit, Arlo." Kendall says to me, which causes me to laugh. I go to climb over her. I apologize and tell her I will be back. Last night, I do not recall getting up and throwing up. However, I notice that I did, in fact, throw up last night when I turn to face where I was lying. Damn, I will have to get someone to clean that up. I immediately clean myself in the shower, get out, and put on my clothes. Kendall is asleep on my bed when I emerge from the restroom. I approach her, give her a forehead kiss, and get back in bed. I settle down and hold her in my arms as I go to sleep.