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“Do you think I’m some sort of fool? Think you could fucking play me? I fucking knew. I knew,” he roars, slamming his fists against the wall on either side of my head, caging me in. I flinch, my body tightening.
Does he know?
How did he find out?
Oh God! Did someone see what Logan did to me? Bile rises in my throat. I honestly didn’t think I’d be able to bring up any more vomit. Not after the amount I brought up after the examination.
“Get away from me,” I cry out, my whole body shivering with fear. “Get away from me.”
He looks me up and down with disgust plastered on his face. “You’re a fucking whore,” he spits out.
“Get out,” I scream, tears pouring down my face.
He doesn’t listen. Instead, he leans in, getting closer in my face. “I bet you were laughing at me behind my back this whole time. Having your boyfriend wrapped around your finger so you can go and fuck your ‘best friend’. You’re a slut,” he shouts in my face, spit splattering across my cheeks as I turn away from him. He grips my jaw to face him, causing me to cry out. “Girls like you need teaching a lesson,” he grits out.
What is wrong with me? How did I not see this side of him or Logan? I’ve never seen a rage like the one flaring behind Alec’s eyes. It’s like a darkness inside him has been unleashed and he’s finally showing his true colours.
“I didn’t sleep with him,” I grit out, not wanting to tell him what really happened.
He laughs menacingly, throwing his head back before reaching into his back pocket for his phone. “No? What’s this then?” he bites out.
He grabs a fistful of my hair, forcing me to look at his phone. A high-pitched screech bellows from my chest as I take in the picture of me naked in Logan’s arms. He’s taken it at an angle where it’s not showing my full face. After all, how would he explain a passed-out girl in his bed, naked?
I throw up in my mouth, and because of the grip Alec still has on my hair, I’m forced to swallow it back down.
“Oh my god.” I gasp in horror, blinking back tears.
“Oh, there’s more than this. Seems like Logan likes sharing his exploits,” he tells me in distaste.
“Get out,” I shriek, pulling away from him. He grabs me harder by the hair, but I turn, kicking him in the shin, causing him to howl in pain and let go of me. I run for my room, but he’s much quicker than me and swings me around.
“We aren’t finished,” he growls, looking pissed.
Yes, we are, I want to scream out. I fight back, slapping his hands away, but then everything flashes and I’m knocked to the floor, crying out in pain. I hold the palm of my hand to my throbbing cheek.
“You’re fucking worthless,” he grits out, his eyes vacant.
I sit in shock. I don’t even see him leave until the front door slams behind him, causing me to jump.
This cannot be happening to me right now.
Logan destroyed me without even blinking.
Now, with his help, Alec has broken me.
Crawling my way back into my room, I grab my phone from where I left it this morning, ignoring the million messages and missed calls blowing up my phone. I only want one person right now. One person I know will make all this go away.
The phone rings, and an agonising cry tears from my mouth when I think she isn’t going to answer.
“Hi, this is Dial-A-Ride, how may I help you?” my mum answers, and normally, I’d laugh at her greeting, but a pained moan slips past my lips.
“Mum?” I cry.
“Baby?” she asks worriedly, her tone serious.
“I need you,” I sob.
“I’m on my way.”