Rejecting the cold Alpha

Her eyes teared and it almost looked like I bullied her when I didn’t even look at her from starting to end.

"I don’t know why you are crying when I didn’t even talk to you. I have some work so I will take my leave now.”

“Fiona, just sit down.” Damian looked at me nervously, his hand holding mine as he tried to reason with me.

“Look I was really busy when you dragged me here, since you are here you can enjoy but I am not free.”

With a calm smile, I got up not waiting for any of their replies or to see Veronica stunned.

“Don’t tell me you are still upset over that flower thing?"

Hector said with a smirk, trying to provoke me.

Hearing him bring up this, Veronica hurriedly said, "I'm sorry Fiona, it was nothing like that. I wasn’t feeling well, and Damian just wished to cheer me up.”

“What flower thing?” I asked pretending to be confused as if didn’t recall anything like that making Hector’s smile drop, even Veronica didn’t continue with her pity party.

“Then why are you angry? Damian quickly apologize to Fiona."

Damian frowned, seemingly distressed "They were just some flowers, I didn’t do anything wrong."

It felt like the temperature dropped notches with his one statement.

Veronica gave a slow smile directed at me, showing off that I was wrong to come between them in the first place. As if I was interested in fighting petty games.#

What a joke.

Damian didn’t even know what was wrong with him.

So, it was just like always where he would want to push it under the rug.

I guess he would give some flowers to me next and go on pretending that nothing happened.

How absolutely disgusting.

“You all are really making a fuss over nothing.” I gave a carefree smile this time which seemed to take Damian aback as he locked eyes with me.

“I actually loved the video. Also, the flowers and the atmosphere was breathtakingly beautiful, the way they were decorated and the emotions behind them. I never said I mind any of it, you people gossip a lot.”

I stood up with Damian calling after me. I ignored him not caring whatever transpired afterwards.

You want to hate me? Alright, do whatever you feel like.

The moment I closed the door, I heard Veronica’s voice “Damian, it is all because of me.”

“What are you talking about? Just eat, its nothing like that.”

“B-But did you saw how angry Fiona was-“

“Veronica, its okay. Leave her be, she will come around soon.”

“Hey dude, don’t you think you should go after her, it didn’t look alright to me.” A new friend chimed in trying to ease the tension.

"No need, she is not in her right mind, leave her be.”

It was like a dagger being pushed inside my heart, at this moment it hurt like hell.

During our relationship I must have been a pushover for him to not mind how awful I felt.

I walked around slowly, my mind all chaotic, passing to and fro at the same junction as if I forgot my destination at that moment.

The serene breeze was caressing my face gently, it was refreshing but it felt depressing and sad instead.

As I walked, I could see many couples, they were obviously mates, feeling for the other too strongly to hurt them.

Before Veronica came back, Damian and I were just like them.

We were passionate for one another in the beginning. Damian taking care of me so much so that I sometimes joked with him that he would spoil me rotten.

‘Ah then be spoiled rotten with my love Fi. ‘ Those were the cheesy words he said to appease me.

So, why did things turn out this way?

I felt short huffs of breaths leaving my lips. My lungs were burning with how my throat clogged up with painful emotions.

Seeing a chicken seller, I thought for a moment, I was really hungry.

I wanted to do something.

Anything to feel alive.

The moment I got the chicken, I suddenly recalled those worried words.

"You know you cannot digest it well baby, but you are still so stubborn to have it. Here the sauce is dripping, let me clean it up for you Fi.”

I took a bite in a daze, and it tasted like mud.

Awful like the state of my mind.

"Why does it tastes like that?" I said to the small owner, my voice barely leaving my lips.

The owner looked at me with pity and handed me a tissue. "Ma’am tears full of sadness would never let you taste the real joys of life.”

When I could no longer see the owner as his image became blurry, I realized that hot tears were dribbling down my eyes.

No wonder I didn’t like it.

No wonder my head was so heavy.

I cried hard before standing up, finally just wanting to go home.

I received a message from Damian as soon as I arrived.

[Did you arrive safely?”]

I didn’t bother to answer.

Why would he even care?

Soon, there was another [Hector’s party was spoiled, we didn’t enjoy because you left. How about inviting them at our place?]

I don’t care.

Just shut up!

Damian still receiving no response called me,

I switched the phone to silent and went to bathe to clear up my mind. Everything was silent now.

To distract myself I browsed through Instagram just to see Veronica’s new post.

By the riverside Damian and Veronica were sitting on a bench.

In the photo, Damian looked at the camera casually while Veronica tilted her body towards him, glancing at him with shy eyes.

The caption being: [So many seasons have passed yet I am still your first.]

I let out a mocking smile and tapped out a comment on the post, my fingers moving with deliberate detachment.

[Congratulations on being number 1!]

I hit send and decided to call it a night!