Unbroken

Chapter 25

"What are we going to do today?" I ask as I lean into Alex chest. It's a new morning and we're all tired. After our little scare last night we had a bonfire; that lasted longer than it should have. Not to mention the hour it took the boys to find the marshmallows. We still don't know how they got stuffed in the tub, or how we then allowed the boys to cook them.

Turns out they had never made s'mores before. Only Libby and I knew how to make them. The only thing close to a s'more they ever had was the one they chef at the palace made. That took up more time when we had to teach everyone how to make them. By the time everyone could properly make one without burning it; we only had a couple left in the bag.

"Sleep." Rose groans dramatically falling into Sebastian's lap.

We are on this vacation to have fun not sleep. I don't want to go back knowing that I was on this beautiful island and I didn't get to experience it. "How about you all decide what we are going to do today, while I talk to Arabella outside." Before anyone can respond Alex drags me outside. Maybe he will tell me why he's been acting funny.

Once outside he closes the sliding door. Looking at how serious he seems make me smile. "Relax Alex we're on vacation. If your worried about Libby I am too, but she is fine. Everything will be fine." I know it will.

"That is not what I am worried about Arabella."

"Then what is it?" What happened that I don't know about?

Alexander takes a deep breath; turning to look at the beautiful view that we have. "What happened yesterday can't ever happen again." He tells me making the smile on my face fall off. Is this why he was acting funny? He's been pondering over what happened yesterday.

He can't be serious. I am finally opening myself to him and this is what he does to me. "What has changed since yesterday? Please enlighten me, because if I remember we both wanted it Alex." Putting my hand on his shoulder I try to calm him down. "Just talk to me Alex. What is really bothering you?"

"You don't get it Arabella!" He screams startling me. Taking a step back my eyes widen. "I'm not like you okay." He says while looking me straight in the eye and grabbing my hand, "I just don't use people for pleasure." Suddenly my hand goes cold in his. Everything in my body goes numb.

Is he insinuating what I think he is saying? "What are you saying? That I'm a slut?" I glare at him snatching my hand away walking closer to the ocean.

"I didn't say that." He sighs grabbing my shoulder to turn me around.

He might not have said it, but I can read between the lines. Turning around I shove his hand off of me, "Yes you did Alexander! Your implied that I'm a whore!" I can take being called a whore from anyone else, but I never expected him to say it to me.

"It's not that Arabella it's just that-." He can't even finish because he knows he thought exactly what I said he did.

"That's what I thought. You know I thought you were different, but you are just like everyone else," I say holding back the tears. I at least thought we were friends. "Out of all the people Alexander you were the last one I thought would call me a whore. You want to know how many times I've been called a whore?" I ask him as he looks down ashamed. "No? To many to count. I don't remember who called me a whore but I'll never forget that you did." I should have trusted my gut.

I shouldn't have trusted him.

"I'm sorry Arabella I'm just-"

"No I get it you think I'm just some whore trying to get fame right? I get it perfectly fine." Turning around I walk down the beach finally letting the tears flow. I need to get away from him, from here.