The Millionaire's Bet [BOOK ONE][#Wattys2015][#SYTYCW15][#CarinaPress]

part twenty five

ALYSSA

I was struggling to believe that he had actually done this to me. I thought that he cared about me, that he wanted to be with me because it was something he wanted, not because he was using me as some sick joke to prove a point to everyone that he could land any girl he wanted to land, even at the end of the first date with each other.

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't find the energy to do so, I used it all being angry and hating myself for being so bloody stupid. I always knew how this was going to end before I got myself into it, and I still allowed myself to fall in the hope that he would catch me, I still allowed myself to be caught in the moment and willingly gave another man the chance to hurt me.

They were all the same. I should have known this by now. Once they got what they wanted, that was it, they had no use for you anymore and they never wanted to see you again. You could drop dead for all they care, because they wouldn't be there to give two shits about what happened to you, as long as they were fine and they could get on with their lives, you didn't matter and you weren't important to them.

I hated Andrew, I hated that he had done this to me, even after knowing the hell which I had been through with Dean and after promising that he wasn't using me as Darren had done. But, short of hating Andrew, I hated myself because I should have known that I would never be able to change him and he was always going to be a selfish bastard who only ever thought of himself, and he was incapable of giving his cold heart to anyone.

I could feel my phone vibrating against my breast, I always stored my phone in my bra when I wore a dress because there was nowhere else to put it, but I was deliberately ignoring all those who wanted to get in contact with me. I especially couldn't be dealing with Andrew and his pre-prepared bullshit apology for what he had done, because I couldn't be dealing with him right now. And to think I had gone to all the effort I had done to make sure he could actually see his daughter, but I wish that I hadn't bothered now, because he didn't appreciate it anyway.

I thought that I was doing him a favour, helping him out because he had been broken by my sister, and I thought that I was giving him the chance he was after to bond with his daughter, but I wish that I hadn't have bothered because he clearly isn't worth the effort which I went to in order to make everything happen. He would only corrupt his daughter and end up using an innocent three year old against her own mother for his own gain.

"I have been looking all over the place for you," I turned to find Andrea standing behind me with a slight smile on her face and her arms across her chest as she continued to stare at me for a moment.

"If you came here on behalf of your brother, then don't bother, because I have no intention of going back there," I muttered and continued walking. I wasn't sure where I was going, but anywhere was better than stepping foot back through those restaurant doors and having to hear Andrew's voice again, as he begged me to listen to him and his lame reasons for doing what he did.

"I didn't ask you to come back with me, I just wanted to talk before Darren and Robert get here, and try to offer you some explanation about my brother," Andrea spoke softly as she led me towards a bench at the side of the road. I don't know why I followed her, or why I even wanted to know what she had to say about Andrew, but she was his sister and, if there was anyone who knew why he did what he did to me, then she was the woman to speak with.

"He's a total fucking dick. No explanation needed," I muttered angrily.

"Since he's my older brother, I should disagree with you but, just this once, I shall agree with you. What he did is unforgivable—"

"Then what is the point of this conversation?" I interrupted her. I knew that she was going to be on her brother's side and she was going to attempt to make me forgive him for what he had done to me, but there was no going back from this, he had slept with me because of a stupid bet which he had with Ben and it was as simple as that. There were no words which would soften the blow and no amount of apologises were going to repair the damage which he had caused.