Alec finally gets a divorce (Disventure Camp hell)

Fuck you Cynthia!

Alec and Cynthia are on a picnic date because they had free time.

"Isn't the view lovely?" Cynthia says as she smiles at her husband. I rolls my eyes and I continue reading my book. "Not really. The sun is too bright." Cynthia scoffs. "Do you have to complain about everything?" I shrug. "I'm not complaining. I'm just being honest." Cynthia gives Alec an annoyed look. "Well your "honesty" isn't needed here," Cynthia says. I scoff. "So would you rather me lie to you?" I question. "If the truth is just you being negative, then yes." Cynthia smiles. I then smirk. "Ok then, that dress is pretty but it doesn't suit you." Cynthia gasps in horror, which confuses me. "Excuse me?!"
I sigh "You wanted me to lie." I try to pay attention to my book. Cynthia says, obviously pissed off. "You just called my dress ugly and said it suited me!" I continue reading. "Well it goes well with your wonderful personality." Cynthia gives me a dissapointed look. Once again, this confuses me because Cynthia wanted me to lie to her. "Are you saying I'm not a wonderful person?" I sigh and I say, "Do you want me to lie or be honest this time?" Cynthia gives me a pleading look."Be honest with me." Alec sigh in relief. I can finally say what needs to be said. "You're really annoying and delusional. I don't understand what I saw in you back in high school." Cynthia gasps in disgust. "What the heck Alec?!" I look at Cynthia with confusion. "You said you wanted me to be honest. Why are you upset?" I go back to reading. Books are the one thing that keep me from losing my shit over Cynthia being an annoying, sensitive bitch. Cynthia takes the book out of my hand and puts it to the side. This pissed me so much that I wanted to punch Cynthia. However, she would definitely sue me. It's also not okay to abuse your wife even if she is an annoying, controling bitch. "Hey! Give that back!" I exclaim. "I'm trying to talk to you!" Cynthia responds. "And I'm trying to read!" I shout. "Why are you like this?! I'm trying to engage in a conversation with you and here you are just reading." Cynthia yells. I roll my eyes at this comment. She knows not to interrupt me when I'm reading. The only person who's aloud to do that is Fiore. "Am I supposed to feel bad or something? I mean you are yelling at me just because you wanted me to be honest with you. Not to mention you never even asked me to put the book down." Cynthia puts her hand on her forehead and sighs. "Alec... it is common sense to not read while someone is trying to engage in a conversation with you! Can't you pick up on social cues?" I give Cynthia an annoyed look. She knows damn well I can't pick up on social cues and she also knows I don't understand or care about society norms. I have no reason to follow them. "No. I can not." I let Cynthia know for the 50th time this week. Cynthia balls her fist in anger. I look at Cynthia with confusion. "Are you about to hit me?" I ask. Cynthia sighs. "No, I'm just mad." Once again, I'm confused. "Why?" I ask Cynthia. "Because, you are ruining our date!" Cynthia responds. I roll my eyes. "Like the way you ruined my life?" I mumble to myself, however, Cynthia heard me. She looks at me. "I... ruined your life? I. ruined YOUR life? YOU were the one who ABANDONED YOUR FAMILY to go on INTERNATIONAL TELEVISION! And then, you adopted a RANDOM SIX YEAR OLD GIRL YOU MET ON INTERNATIONAL TELEVISION!" Cynthia yells. At this point, I lose it. No one talks about my daughter like that. "FIORE IS A WONDERFUL CHILD AND WHAT WE NEEDED TO MAKE THIS FAMILY BETTER!" I yell at Cynthia. I'm tired of sugarcoatting everything. Cynthia now stands up. "THAT WONDERFUL CHILD OF YOURS ALMOST KILLED OUR SON BY POURING LIP GLOSS IN HIS MILK!" I also stand up. "WELL MAYBE IF ALBERT DIDN'T SPILL WATER ON HER LIFE SIZE CAT PLUSHIE THEN SHE WOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO RETALIATE!" I respond angrily. "IT'S JUST WATER ALEC! IT WASN'T GOING TO STAIN THE PLUSHIE! THAT'S ALSO NO EXCUSE TO POUR LIP GLOSS ON SOMEONE'S MILK! YOU NEED TO STOP SHOWERING FIORE WITH LOVE AND GIVE SOME TO YOUR SON! THE POOR THING CRIES HIMSELF TO SLEEP AT NIGHT WISHING HIS DAD LOVED HIM!"
I roll my eyes. I don't care about Albert, unlike Fiore, Albert is a dunce. He wastes his life watching fucking skibidi toilet and that shit pisses me off. Fiore is mature and doesn't watch skibidi toilet. "WELL I'M SORRY THAT FIORE IS A BETTER CHILD! SHE'S SIX AND IS ALREADY LEARNING ALGEBRA! ALBERT STILL CAN'T COUNT TO 100!" I yell. As a father, it is my job to defend Fiore. "ALBERT IS ALSO SIX! HE'S A FUCKING KINDERGARTENER! YOU ARE SETTING YOUR EXPECTATIONS WAY TOO HIGH!" Cynthia yells.
I sigh angrily. "CLEARLY IF MY DAUGHTER WHO IS THE SAME AGE AS HIM IS DOING ALGEBRA THEN I'M NOT SETTING THE STANDARDS HIGH ENOUGH! STOP BEING A TOXIC BOY MOM AND TREAT MY SWEET LITTLE FIORE WITH RESPECT!" I yell. I feel disgusted by Cynthia shit talking my child. "NOT ONLY DOES YOUR "SWEET LITTLE FIORE" HAVE SAVANT SYNDROME, SHE'S ALSO A MONSTER! SHE CUT THE BRAKES OFF OF THE NEIGHBOR'S CAR! SHE PIRATED MULTIPLE VIDEO GAMES ON YOUR WORK COMPUTER! SHE TRIED TO SMOTHER ME LAST NIGHT! THAT CHILD IS A DEMON!" This broke me. Fiore cut the brakes off the neighbors car because their dog chased her. She only pirated the Sims 4 along with all of the dlc packs for it. She also smothered Cynthia because she had a nightmare about her birth mother and Cynthia reminded her if her birth mom. All of her actions are easily justified. I'm tired of this bitch being mean to my daughter. It's time if finally did this. "YOU KNOW WHAT CYNTHIA? I'M TIRED OF YOU TREATING MY LITTLE ANGEL LIKE SHE'S SOME DISGUSTING RAT! WE'RE GETTING A DIVORCE AND I'M TAKING FIORE! YOU CAN HAVE THE DUMB ONE AND NO I DO NOT WANT VISITATION RIGHTS. ONCE WE GET HOME, YOU AND ALBERT CAN PACK YOUR THINGS AND LEAVE! FOR GOOD THIS TIME!" I pick up my book along with the car keys. "Oh, also you can call an uber! I'm not driving you home Cynthia!" I yell at Cynthia as I get in the car and drive away, leaving Cynthia under the tree by herself. Finally, Fiore and I are free.