Fource; Wilbur Soot

Chapter 7: Trouble in Paradise

TW: Mentions of violence and sl*t shaming

"What?" George asked, turning to look at the door, the blondes blue eyes found mine, and widened when he saw the people around me, he walked over,

"Double shit," I mumbled,

"Hi, Lea, how have you been?" he asked condescendingly,

"Better without you," I spat, "How's Leila doing?" I smirked,

"She broke up with me after you told her," he looked at the boys, "Hmmm," He hummed,

"If you make one remark about either of them you'll be on the floor, Alex" I growled, daring him to even look at them again, 

"Fine," he exhaled sharply, "But do they know they're talking to a prude? Or are you a whore now?"

"That's well enough," Wilbur stood up, towering over the blonde, 

"What're you going to do about it?" he smiled, sizing Wilbur up,

"You know what-"

"Sit down, Wilbur," I cut Wilbur off, not taking my eyes off of Alex,

"He's clearly being a dick-"

"I said, sit down," he huffed, shaking his head and taking his seat,

"Aw look at you, she's got you listening to commands like a puppy," I took a deep breath, not paying any attention, "She must be fucking you, and probably you too," He looked at George, I stood up, pushing him backward, 

"Excuse my language Aggy, but we're the only ones in here and I feel it fit for this situation," She nodded, I turned to the others, "And you two, cover your ears," I spun back around to face him,

"So you are?" He asked, laughing,

"You know what, Alex, not everyone goes around fucking everyone they see, honestly, I don't even know how people let you do it, maybe you roofied them too, just because I was roofied and said no to having sex with you doesn't mean I'm a prude, you tried to fucking roofie me while we were dating, thank god it didn't work, because no one wants to sleep with your ugly ass,  I honestly feel bad for you, I mean, you cheated on me and then I stole your bitch, so you can take your dumbass elsewhere," I sat back down and took a sip of coffee, 

"You were literally depriving me of a natural need, and Leila only kissed you for revenge,"

"We had only been dating for a month, you dick! Also, do you know how she tastes?" I dragged my tongue across my teeth, "Her lips are sweet, and her other ones taste like strawberries," I gave a sweet smile,

"You're going to hell," He turned and started toward the exit, 

"See you there, bitch!" I yelled as he walked out, I looked at George and Wilbur, who both looked shocked, "Are you two ok? He's a dick," I sipped my coffee,

"And her other one's taste like STRAWBERRIES?" George practically yelled,

"What? She was hot," I sipped again, and Wilbur burst out laughing, 

"That's what you focused on, George, not the whole roofie thing!?" Wilbur clutched the bridge of his nose, "What the hell happened between you two, you said it ended on bad terms, not that he fucking roofied you and then cheated!"

"I'd say that's pretty bad," I shrugged, "He's a dick, and the sheriff's son, so he got away with it, but in the end, I ended up with Leila, not him. And no, I didn't actually sleep with her, yes she's hot, and yes we did make out, no I won't tell you about it, and no kissing women isn't any different from when you two do it, no I won't be taking any questions. He roofied me at a party, but I didn't drink the entire drink so it only made me a little woozy, and then when it didn't work he cheated on me with a girl he told he wasn't in a relationship," I took a bite out of my muffin, they stared at me blankly, "What? It's not like I married her,"