71AN: I'm sure the show will deal with this in their own time, but in the meantime, this is just how I imagined Alisha would deal with the jealousy she feels about Present Simon having a girlfriend.
I have never been more obsessed with Misfits than I am right now. The show has also never been better!
Alisha thrust the grate on the old elevator open as she stormed into Simon's underground flat. Simon had been doing push-ups in the corner, but he gracefully leapt up as she entered and started moving towards her. But she was agitated and glared at him with such venom that he stopped short.
"What's wrong?"
"You! You've started dating that stupid girl. And I'm mad, but I can't tell anyone why because as far as they know, why should I give a fuck who you're fucking?"
"I'm sorry about the girl." Simon moved closer to her, looping his arm around her waist. "If it helps, I never really had feelings for her. Not really. Nothing compared to the feelings I'll have for you."
"But it's worse than that." Alisha's voice had calmed, but she was clearly still upset. "It – It feels like you're cheating on me, and I want to be angry, but I don't know who I should be angry at. Then I decided to be angry with you, because you're the one who made me love you when you know that I would have to watch the other you fall into bed with someone else. But then I come down here and I forget that I'm angry and all I want to do is stay right here with you." Alisha sighed and looked up at Simon, "Basically, you've completely fucked me up."
Simon laughed and pulled Alisha into a hug.
"I know it's hard. But it'll all work out, I promise. It'll be fine." He leaned down to kiss her, and together they moved towards Simon's mattress on the floor.
Alisha left early the next morning for her community service. Simon had one of his mysterious errands to run, and since she had gone snooping in his videos the last time he left her alone in his flat, he forced her to leave too. As she walked into the community centre, she tried to keep Future Simon's words in her head. She knew she was being unfair to Present Simon. It wasn't his fault that she had fallen in love with him first. She knew they would work out; she had the evidence of it in her bed most nights. Still, the thought of him with someone else made her stomach churn.
As soon as Alisha walked into the changing rooms, she knew for sure that there was something wrong. She heard the familiar sounds of effort associated with fairly rigorous sex. As she turned the corner around the lockers, she saw it: Present Simon had his girlfriend laid out on one of the changing room benches as he fucked her. Alisha thought she might be sick right there on the floor in front of them. She heard Simon's girlfriend gasp as she noticed Alisha standing in front of them. Simon immediately got up and began to zip himself back into his community service jumpsuit.
"Alisha..." he said in his extremely awkward way of speaking "You're early."
"Yeah." Alisha's voice was barely above a whisper as she tried to keep her emotions tightly under control. "I- uh- sorry. I'll… go."
She all but ran out of the change rooms. She could already feel the burning in her eyes as she desperately tried to get to the bathrooms before anyone else saw her. As soon as she bolted one of the stall doors shut, she allowed herself to succumb to the pain of what she had just witnessed. She cried as quietly as she could, but she knew that if anyone else was in the bathroom, it would be extremely obvious that she was crying in one of the stalls. As if on cue, she heard the door swing open. Alisha tried holding her breath to prevent being heard.
"Alisha?" The voice belonged to Simon of all people. "Are you in here?" From the voice alone, she couldn't tell if it was Present or Future Simon. In the hopes that it would be her Simon, she called back.
"Umm… yeah. I'm just- I'll be out in a second." She knew her voice was thick with tears and the evidence would be even more obvious on her face, but she had no choice now but to emerge. She tired her best to clear her eyes of tears and stepped out. Her heart sank. It wasn't Future Simon, but the present one, looking at her in confusion and concern.
"Are you ok? You seemed… upset." He watched her carefully as she moved towards the sinks. She tried her best to hide her eyes, but she was sure Simon had noticed how puffy and red they were.
"I'm fine. Just… tired." Her lie was pitiful and Simon was clearly unconvinced.
"Why are you crying?"
"I'm not." But even as she said it, Alisha felt a fresh wave of hurt overtake her as she looked into Simon's eyes. For the same person, they were still so different and there were times when she thought that waiting for him to become the man she loved was a process that might just destroy her. She felt more hot tears escape her.
"Alisha." Simon sounded almost alarmed at her display of emotion. Her moved to comfort her before remembering that she couldn't be touched. "Why are you so upset?"
"It's nothing" she spoke through gasping sobs. "Really, I'm ok. Just, leave me alone, yeah?" Still Simon stayed put, looking at her. Alisha wondered if maybe he already knew that she loved him. This idea upset her still further. "Simon, will you please fuck off!" With a look eerie similar to the one that her Simon gives her when he's indulging her, Simon turned and left.
With a sigh, Alisha slumped forward over the sink. She stayed there for a few more minutes until she looked presentable. She spent the rest of the day ignoring Simon more than she had in months. The only bright moment of her day was when Curtis spotted the 'masked man' as he leaped off the roof of the community centre. She allowed thoughts of the future she knew was waiting for her get her through the rest of her day.
AN: this probably wasn't my best piece of writing ever, but the scene was stuck in my head, so I decided to write it down. Let me know what you thought!