Alec

I heard him take a few steps back.

"Keela, please."

I swallowed and wouldn't allow myself to feel any sympathy for him, he was the one in the wrong here, not me.

"I want you to leave."

Silence.

"What?"

Was he deaf?

"I want you to leave. Go down to the bar, go back to Ireland, go wherever the fuck you want to go, just get away from me."

He didn't move.

I squeezed the handles of my bag.

"Alec, please, leave me."

He still didn't move.

I turned to face him and glared at him, feeling nothing but anger and betrayal.

"What are you still doin' here? Get the fuck out!"

Alec blinked then slowly nodded his head.

He blindly walked over to his suitcase and grabbed a t-shirt then put it over his head and stuck his feet in some flip flops. I numbly watched his every action through unblinking eyes.

"Will you be here when I get back?"

Depends on how long it takes me to pack.

"I don't want you to come back. I don't ever want to see you again."

Alec swallowed. "But-"

"But? There is no fuckin' 'but'! There is nothin', do you hear me? Nothin'!"

Alec flinched like I struck him again.

I turned my back to him because I knew I was about to cry and I refused to let him see.

I heard his slow footsteps walk away from me then the door opened and close, but instead of breaking down in tears I turned to the left and spotted his suitcase. With a wave of anger I rushed to the suitcase and grabbed a handful of Alec's clothes then I threw them around the room in a fit of rage.

I tripped over my own two feet and fell to the ground. My phone landed next to me on the floor so I picked it up and dialed Aideen's number. I tried six times but she never answered. I threw my phone on the bed and I stayed on the floor as wave after wave of sobs crashed into my body. I laid there on the ground and cried till there were no more tears left in my body.

I hated Alec Slater.

Hated him.

I didn't react when the door of the hotel room opened then closed an hour later.

I heard slow footsteps then a deep inhale.

"Keela, can we please talk? I need to explain. You need to know- Wait, what are you doing?"

I smiled as I continued to pack my suitcase.

This should be good.

"How can you explain fuckin' me cousin's stepmother, and your ex-fuck buddy, or should I say your very current fuck buddy?"

I shoved my clothes into my suitcase, suddenly not caring about anything being neat or tidy.

"Keela, what are you doing?" Alec asked from behind me.

I laughed. "I'm waitin' for you to explain what I witnessed this mornin'."

I jumped with fright when I was suddenly picked up from behind, and turned in the direction of the hotel room door. Alec let go of me when I scratched the back of his hands with my nails.

I swirled around and pointed my finger at him. "Don't you dare touch me. Do you hear me? You make me sick!"

Alec didn't look mad or angry in anyway... he actually looked extremely calm.

Good, at least one of us was.

"I'm sorry, but I need you to focus on me so we can talk."

I threw my hands up in the air and shouted, "Did it ever occur to you that maybe I don't want to talk to you, Alec? Did it ever occur to you that I don't want a single fuckin' thing to do with you?"

Alec swallowed. "I understand that you're upset and you have every right to be-"

"Upset? You think I'm upset? No, I'm not upset because bein' upset would mean that I actually have to care and I don't! I don't fuckin' care about you or who your put your dick into!"

Alec's jaw set. "You aren't doing yourself any favours by getting yourself worked up, Keela. You're only going to say things you regret."

I humourlessly laughed. "Thanks for that Doctor-fucking-Phil but trust me, I think gettin' a few things off me chest will make me feel ten times better!"

Alec took a step forward. "Keela, I'm telling you to rein it in. Now."

How fucking dare he tell me what to do!

I rushed forward and shoved his chest as hard as I could with both of my hands.

"You don't get to tell me what to do, you cheatin' scumbag!" I screamed.

I was so mad at Alec. I was enraged, but what pissed me off even more was that he barely moved an inch, and I'd shoved him as hard as I could.

Fucking tank of a man!

"I didn't willingly cheat on you, Keela! Will you just fucking listen to me?"

He didn't willingly cheat on me?

"I'm sorry, did me auntie or your boy toy physically force your cock inside their bodies? I'm findin' that hard to believe since you were on fuckin' top of both of them!"

The image of the three of them on the bed flooded my mind.

Alec lifted his hands and ran them through his hair. "I don't mean it like that, I meant-"

"No, no, let me finish. I find this very intrestin'. You say you didn't willingly cheat on me, yet you were on top when you penetrated me auntie and your boy toy. I'm failin' to see how none of that was done willingly unless gravity somehow failed you, and your cock just happened to fall into their bodies. I actually think I seen somethin' like that on the Discovery Channel-"

"I don't find you funny!" Alec cut me off with a growl.

I laughed. "Really? I find meself to be quite hilarious. It's not surprisin' you don't find me funny since you seem to get your kicks from fuckin' people over by fuckin' others."

Alec scrubbed his face. "I can't talk to you when you're like this."

"So leave, get the fuck out. I told you not come back here anyway."

Alec sighed and shook his head. "Okay, but I will be back in a few hours when you cool off. We really need to talk, you don't know the full story."

"I'm sure I don't," I said and pushed by Alec and got back to repacking my suitcase.

Alec lingered behind me for a whole minute in silence before he sighed and left closing the door gently after him. I think I managed a whole two minutes before tears left my eyes and spilled down my cheeks again.

I angrily wiped my cheeks but the tears kept on coming.

"Stop cryin'," I breathed and covered both of my eyes with my hands.

He doesn't deserve your tears.

I wiped my eyes, exhaled a large breath, and pressed on with packing my clothes into my suitcase. Every so often when a tear fell from my eyes I made sure to wipe it away as quick as it fell.

This was my own fault.

I knew very well what I was getting into when I asked Alec to come to the wedding, and I was fully aware that dating him for real was a stupid idea. This situation just proved how correct and idiotic I was.

I mean, we were dating two days before he slipped and dove cock first into another woman's vagina... as well as a man's arse. I shivered in disgust just thinking about Alec with Dante. I wasn't homophobic, I knew I wasn't, seeing him with Everly made me just as sick as him being with Dante.

"You've only known him a few fuckin' days, what do you expect? You don't know him," I snapped to myself.

I hated that saying it out loud upset me all over again, because even though it was only a few days of being with him, I thought I knew Alec... or knew enough of him to trust him.

Either way I was wrong.

Very wrong.

I came to the wedding of the lad who fucked me over, only to get fucked over at said wedding by me date, who was meant to make the lad who fucked me over jealous. It blew up in my face, big time.

Twenty or so minutes passed by when finally I got all of my belongings into my suitcase.

"Thank God," I muttered.

I frowned when I heard a knock at the hotel room door.