the ace of hearts - alejandro x reader

ch5

tw for sensitive stuff in this chapter?
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I woke up, and literally felt so sore. I couldn't remember anything from the night before.

"Good morning guys!", I said to my teammates.

Everyone grunted and didn't respond to me, and I got a few cold glares.

I decided not to think about it too much, and stretched to get more active. The next challenge was pushed a few days back or something, so it's better if I exercise.

I tried to strike up some conversation with a few of my teammates, but I could tell they were all upset with me, oddly.

I was beyond pissed at that point, and seeing Alejandro smirking at me when he realized was about to make me explode.

"Can someone please get La Cucaracha out of my face?", I groaned. Heather laughed.

"Don't worry your pretty little face.", he said, dully, not even smirking anymore.

Heather walked by him and stomped on his foot.

"Bitch.", he muttered at me.

Noah rolled his eyes and whispered God knows what to others while looking at me.

Literally why does everyone suddenly hate me?

I took some ibuprofen, grabbed a bottle of water and strolled around the mansion to see what else was there. Some movie rooms, an indoor pool, and a gym. Perfect.

But first, I wanted to try on some of the clothes I packed in my bag. I went up to a room and then stood in front of the mirror and thought to take pictures on the chromebook I packed, so I could email it to my bestie. It's been long since I heard of her, and I missed her more by the second.

I undressed, and put on a fuchsia scarf and a green tube top. I giggled to myself at how ridiculous I looked and took more pictures and emailed them all.

I heard a knock on the door and it swung open before I could even answer. I shrieked, as I didn't have enough time to hide the device, since electronics weren't allowed, and I'd be dead if I was caught with one.

"It's just me, [Y/N]! Whatcha giggly about?" Tyler said.

Before I could say something, he gasped.

"Is that a laptop?! Those aren't allowed ya know.."

"Shhhh! Someone might hear you. Please don't tell anyone, I don't wanna be disqualified.", I pleaded with him.

"Oh, uh, I won't! Don't worry [Y/N]!", he said, skipping downstairs.

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Tyler: I kinda told Owen about it, cause it was really super cool [Y/N was such a little rebel and had a laptop! But Noah kinda heard too... but I mean, they won't really say anything to anyone, I think! So I basically didn't tell anyone.
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I sighed, changing back to my everyday clothes and concealing the crime scene. I thought about something else to do to pass time, something actually productive, and I remembered the gym that I was gonna try training in, after I embarrassed myself on the zip line.

I ran into the gym, thinking it's perfect to train. I started on the treadmill to build some endurance, and I was out of breath 10 minutes in.

I saw some weights, and I always wanted to try them out, so this is a pretty good opportunity. To my surprise, I grabbed one and was flung to the ground.

I heard a chuckle and saw those green eyes peeking out of a corner and emerging into the room.

My. Fucking. God. Can. He. Leave. Me. Alone?

"You know what? I'm starting to pity you, so I'll help you out."

I rolled my eyes. "Don't talk to me for too long, I don't want anyone to think we're friends."

He suddenly came from behind me, holding onto my hands, helping me pick up the weights.

I grunted, still struggling, but he began to whisper in my ear.

"You might think you're funny with these snarky comments, but I know what you want deep down, [Y/N]."

I struggled to let words out as he slowly let go of the weights, leaving me to hold them on my own. My face was hot, and I could only barely let out the words "What are you saying?" and hurled out a few insults at him.

His hands traveled up my legs, to my thighs, to my hips, and one hand remained on my waist while the other traveled up my spine, holding onto my hand and sticking his finger in my mouth.

"You're nothing without me.", he added on. "You know why the team doesn't like you, don't you?", he whispered, a little louder, and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

Fuck. So it was him after all?

"...but they don't hate you enough to vote you out. I could easily change that."

I was shaking and breathing heavily at this point, and I dropped the weights and fell back into him.

"Let... go of me, you... asshole." I panted.

"You always end up in my arms somehow, don't you, [Y/N]?"

I felt his hand travel down my lips to my neck, and his grip tightened.

"What.. why... Alejandro..." I breathed out.

His fingers tightened more, and his other hand let go of my waist to put his finger in my mouth again.

"Why... are you doing this?" I mumbled, choking on my words.

He finally let go, and I let out a gasp.

"That's how easily I can control you."

He let go of me, and I dropped to the ground, and he left the room.

This. Asshole.

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