She's Not the Only One

Zoey's POV

I run my left hand through my now dry hair as I lean against the island staring warily at the caked up mess on the porcelain tile. Our mess. "I'm glad that you understand Matthew. See you around. Bye."

"One man wasn't good enough for you?"

I turn around slightly to see Natasha leaning against the kitchen wall, she fires daggers as she folds her hands across her chest. Her perfectly glossed lips turned up in a condescending sneer. How long was she standing there? Stalking my apartment was clearly not enough. That's it, I think I need to put a bell on her.

"I don't know what you are insinuating—"

She laughs menacingly as her face contorts into something sinister and terrifyingly dark. " 'Insinuating?' You are a bigger bitch than I thought."

"And you're desperately trying to get Xavier's attention—"

"No babe. I already have his attention. He will forget about you soon and come crawling back to me, and when he does, I'll make sure he's thoroughly satisfied." She tak