All Chapters of Pretend Girlfriend: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aimee POVI roll to my side cuddling up to myself hugging my own legs against my chest. I close my eyes to avoid spilling the tears that are threatening to spill as Alec locks himself in the bathroom. He used me like he said he would, he said he was going to claim me, make me his, but he didn’t promise me love, he didn’t promise to love me. How could I have allowed myself to be in this situation? I look at my hand and I see the big engagement ring. I take it off and put it on the bedside table.I feel the tears spilling down my cheeks. I close my eyes and allow my sorrow to lul me to sleep, to feel sorry for myself for still love a man that doesn’t care about me, for love a man that only wants to use me for his own benefits. I must’ve fallen asleep because when I open my eyes Alec is laying next to me with his hand over my stomach. His breathing is soothing and calm. He is deep asleep. I tr

Aimee POV It’s been two weeks since the proposal, and we are living independent lives while living together. I can barely look at Alec, and he hasn’t made any effort to talk to me either. I rest my head on my hands, looking at my laptop as I take a deep breath. I am late on a piece I should’ve delivered yesterday. But I can’t focus. All I can think about is Alec and how upset I am with him. How can he be like that? How can he pretend he doesn’t remember about that night and what his best friend did to me. “Aimee, a word”, I hear a deep voice behind me, and I feel a chill down my spine. Alec, what is he doing here? I raise my head and spin my chair around, looking at him, standing in front of me, in his tailored dark blue suit that makes his eyes pop. “Sure”, I reply, forcing a smile. He grabs my hand as we walk down the corridor. How does he know where to go? He opens a door at the end of the corridor and pulls me inside. As soon as the door closes behind us, I let go of his hand a

Alec POV “Come on, baby lay down”, I whisper as I put Aimee on the bed after a quick shower. Her hair is still damp, but at this point, I don’t care. Aimee hasn’t spoken to me in hours, and I still don’t know what happened except that the guy didn’t hurt her. He didn’t touch her. He refused to tell me what was going on. After I got Aimee to come with me, he left without saying another word. I close my eyes as I sit on the armchair next to the bed while she looks at me with puffy red eyes. She hasn’t said a word, and I am really worried about her. I take my phone from my pocket and dial a doctor's number. I always have the family doctor on call. He answers after two rings, and I immediately tell him to come by. Aimee is not well, and I don’t know what to do. I sit there next to her for what feels like hours until the doctor arrives and asks me to leave the room so he can examine her. I shake my head. I am not going anywhere, and he can fuck off for all that I care. “So?” I ask as

Alec POV I sit on the bed and rest my feet on the floor looking out of the window. I pass my hands through my hair and slowly come to a stand. Today is my wedding day and I am nervous. I never thought this day would come, especially with Aimee. I shake my head and walk into the bathroom where I rest my hands on the sink and lean in looking at my image in the mirror. Aimee has been keeping herself away from me, since we signed the papers for the pre-nut and the contract she looks at me as if I have three heads. She hates my guts. I haven’t been able to touch her as she came again with the not touching her nonsense again. She still hasn’t told me who touched her, who did that to her, who destroyed her soul. I shrug looking at my image and I turn the shower on. Hot water might help with the nerves and I was right. As soon as the hot water kisses my skin I feel instantly relax. As I close my eyes I see her face when we were delivering the money. The guy was scary, I’m not even gonna l

Alec POV “What was that all about?” I hear Alec asking as he walks into the bathroom soon as his mother leaves. I look over my shoulder to see him resting his back against the door. He looks upset, and I take a deep breath as I stand up and rest my right hand on my stomach as I walk toward the sink. Our eyes meet through the mirror, and I can see the anger blazing from him. I can feel it burning on my skin, and I can feel it burning a hole in the back of my head. I turn around now, facing him, and he is inches away from me. I don’t know what to say or how to say it, and I know he won’t believe me. “I-I don’t know what to tell you”, I let out, and Alec’s hands rest on my waist as he looks me in the eyes. “Are you having an affair with Paul?” his words come out like knives, and they cut me, cut me deep, more profound than anything he has ever said before. How can he even think that? I hate that guy, I hate everything that he stands for, and I hate the fact that he has this effect