Hurt & Completely Done

Rory's pov

Alex stared at me for long moments before trying to reach for me again but this time, I shoved at him with all my might.

"I mean it, Alex. I'm no longer interested in getting married to you." I repeated, hardening my voice in order not to reveal how I was breaking on the inside.

Alex heaved out a long sigh, hands tugging on his hair as he stared at the roof, like he was trying to gather himself together. At this point, my sister had slid out of the bed and was trying to slip into her clothes.

Pain hacked through my chest once again at the realization that I had really caught my sister in bed with my fiancé.

My sister hasn't liked Alex from the start, at least, that was what she made me believe. And that disturbed me so much that I refused to accept that and made sure to put in so much effort until my sister and fiancé were able to be civil to each other.

That had pleased me immensely, it made me so happy, but unknown to me, my sister and fiancé had actually fucking behind my back.

A sob began to build in my throat once more but I forced it away, not wanting to reveal how ridiculously weak I actually am to the two of them, two people who I trusted with my life.

"Rory…" Alex began to speak, tugging me out of my thoughts.

This time, he stopped a few inches from me but didn't bother reaching for me before continuing.

"I'm gonna leave you to gather your thoughts together, to get some rest. You're clearly stressed, so get some rest. The wedding is three days away, you need to be as well rested as possible."

I sucked in a deep breath on realizing that he still somehow expects that I'd still get married to him after what I had discovered?

Absolutely not.

"Alex, I already told you that I won't be getting married to you and that's that. I want the wedding canceled, there's no way you think I'd actually still get married to you, is there?" I demanded and he sighed as he tugged on his hair once again.

"We can't cancel the wedding, Rory. We've been planning it for almost a year, everyone is invited, even important people from outside the pack as well. You can't just cancel it two days to the d-day. It doesn't work that way, Rory." He explained and I squared my jaw and folded my arms before taking a step away from him.

"It can still be canceled and that's exactly what's gonna happen. I refuse to get married in a situation like this. I don't want the marriage anymore, I don't want you anymore." I whispered the last part and my heart shattered once again in heartbreak and betrayal and once again, the urge to cry consumed me.

Alex remained silent for a few seconds before reaching forward to grasp my chin, making me tense at once. I tried to pull away but his grip was firm.

He tilted my head up and brushed his lips over my forehead, touch featherlight. On a normal day, my heart would have been fluttering and I'd have been dying from happiness on the inside. But right now, all I could feel was bile rising in my throat.

"Get some rest, love." He breathed out and then he pulled away, grip still on my chin.

"I'll see you in two days for the wedding, hm?"

I made to argue, scowl already forming on my face, but he was already pulling away and exiting the room before I could get a word out.

Once I was finally alone with Anna, I stared at her pointedly, still filled with disbelief. She refused to meet my eyes and that made me scoff as I walked out of the room, heading for the kitchen to grab some water.

After the near death experience I passed through last night and discovering that my best friend hated me, I had arrived home to cry my eyes out. I never expected to come home to an even bigger disappointment, one which shattered what was left of my heart.

I was downing some water while trying to will the tears away when Anna arrived in the doorway, wrangling her hands together.

"Rys…" She whispered softly.

I pressed my fingers against my eyes to stop the tears from falling before turning around to face her.

"I mean it, do not call me that again. Please." I whispered as I walked past her, feeling like being in an enclosed place with her was gonna get me suffocated.

I heard her let out a sigh as she followed into the shabby sitting room.

"I'm sorry, Rory." She called out and I whirled around at once.

"No, you're not! You hate me. You detest me. You're not my sister. You're a stranger. You're someone who wants to see me dead, who wants me to see me unhappy. You don't love me, who knows if you've ever loved me?" I paused to let out a watery laugh.

"You hate me and you're not sorry so don't act that you are." I shouted the last part before rushing into my room and locking the door after me.

And then I slid down against the door until I was brawling into my knees, loud, pathetic sobs that wracked through every part of my body and made my heart ache.

~~~

The next day, Alex sent a large bouquet of flowers, one which I sent back. It seems like Alex genuinely thought I'd really get married to him.

At thiss point, the thought was starting to get me mad.

My sister wasn't around the house, after our last encounter, she disappeared from the house and I knew she went straight to Alex.

Backstabbing bunch.

After I snipped my wedding outfits and burnt them, along with every gift Alex gave me, as soon as Alex found out, he flipped.

It was night time when he arrived at my house, clearly fuming.

The softness that was usually in his eyes were nowhere to be found and that made a small shiver of fear engulfed me.

"You cannot back out of this wedding even if you went to, Rory." He snapped and I squared my jaw.

"I can."

"Are you forgetting that your father gave you up to my father in exchange for his debt, but my dad decided to keep you for me instead. Even if you don't want this wedding anymore, you still need to get married to me. You cannot back out, you don't have a choice. Do you understand now? You're trapped with me whether you like it or not."