If Love Was Forced

Chapter 17: Falling Apart

It was 10 am yet I was still in bed with my silk robe, I couldn't bear to stand up, and my eyes were sore from crying.

All of the stress from work, Alejandro, my dad everything, it went from crying about one thing to crying about everything.

I grabbed a tissue from the tissue box placed on the stand and wiped my eyes. I was suddenly surprised by a knock on my door, "Madam, you have a visitor," I heard my maid say, "Tell them to leave," I said loudly covering my head with a pillow.

"Madam Cami, it's your husband." She says and I swear my body bolted up, his name sent shivers down my spine, yet I knew that I needed to confront him, I needed to tell him that I couldn't handle this anymore and finally have the chance to stand up for myself.

"I'll be out in a minute," I said, I stood up and grabbed a few clothes from my closet, just an appropriate pajama set, I looked in the mirror and the marks he left were still there, a small tear dropped from my eye yet I pushed my emotions aside.

I washed my face and did my skincare, before walking downstairs, as soon as I got down I saw Alejandro in the living room sitting down as he looked around at the interior of the house.

"What are you doing here?" I told him as I took the last step of the stairs, he looked at me and I avoided his eye contact, "Camila, I wanted to apologize for the other night." He told me and I looked at him not fazed by his apology, he stood up and took my hands, I got shivers down my spine as I remembered what he did last night.

"Apologize? For taking advantage of me?" I questioned, as I yanked his hand away, I sat on the chair far away from him. He sat back down and sighed heavily.

"I was drunk, why are you making this a big deal? As if you think I'd do that against your will?" He said his voice filled with sarcasm, he wasn't the slightest bit guilty all he wanted was for me to come back to the house, this was ridiculous.

"Because in my point of view at that moment it seemed like you were, you scared me, Alejandro, what makes you think that I'd just set this aside?" I replied to him.

"Camila, just come home, I'm still your husband, Mama, and Papa will be worried."He told me and I stared at him, he didn't change a bit.

"I'm not going with you, I'll be staying here," I said as I looked him in the eye, "You can't do that, you have to listen to me." He said his tone raising.

"No, and I'll divorce you, Alejandro," I said and he stood up angrily, "You won't because I won't let you," He said and I stared right at him standing up with all my strength, "I hate you, and I will divorce you, and I'll never get back together with you," I said to him and he grabbed my shoulders tightly making me face him, I was shocked and scared. I thought he was about to strangle me.

"No! You don't dare say those things to me, you are stuck with me whether you like it or not." He says, as he grips my chin, tears start to flow down my eyes as fear takes over me. I couldn't think of anything else, 'what have I gotten myself into?'

When he realized what he was doing, he quickly let me go, and I fell back to the chair, he sighed and fixed his tux, "I'll give you some space, I'll be picking you up in an hour," He said and I didn't reply, all I could do was cry silently, he left out of the door and I swear I couldn't control my sob.

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I grabbed another drink from the bar, chugging it down, I was in clubhouses at the bar station drinking, Alejandro was having a party tonight at the house and I was supposed to be there, yet I excused myself saying I had work when all I was doing was drinking my sorrows away here.

"Cami!" I heard Gretchen say as she walked up to me with a shot glass, I took it and chugged it down, "You seem problematic," She told me and I chuckled, "Shh, I don't wanna talk about it," I tell her and she looked at me worriedly, "What happened?" She asked me and I shook my head.

"Don't give me that pity look, I'm fine," I said to her and smiled, "Camila-" She said and I cut her off, "Come on let's dance!!!" I took her hand, I couldn't see properly, yet I pulled her to a crowd of people who were dancing, I couldn't hear her from the music, all I just did was sway my hips as the alcohol took over me, next thing I knew I was about to pass out when my bodyguard caught me and it was all black after that.

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"Ouch, get away from me."

I said as I felt a sharp pain in my leg, I opened my eyes to see Alejandro holding some ointment and cotton as he tapped the cotton slowly on my wound, where did this wound even come from?

"I can do that myself," I said and quickly sat on the bed and took the cotton, he looked at me and sighed. My head was hurting so bad yet I was used to hangovers.

"You fell at the clubhouse when you passed out due to drinking so much, the bodyguards had to call me, and I picked you up." He explained.

"Why were you drinking again? You told me you were at the hospital?" He asked calmly and placed the ointment on the table.

"You didn't want to attend the party did you?" He said to me and I looked at him, how did he know?

I looked away from him, "Give me the cotton," He said and I passed it to him, he took it gently and slowly dressed my wound, when he was done he gave me some medicine, and he stayed quiet throughout it.

"Get changed and go to sleep, it's late." He said breaking the silence and then he left, I didn't understand, he was one confusing person, I thought he'd hurt me, scold me, or something, but he didn't. Fuck you, Alejandro Huxley, fuck you bigtime.