Alicia's POV.
I couldn't believe my ears when he asked me to leave. How could he say that to me? I definitely wasn't expecting that after last night. He yelled the second time, and I jumped in fright as he tossed my clothes to me.
I couldn't help but blame myself; I had seen this coming. That night when he had pulled me into bed with him and didn't kick me out the next day, I knew that something wasn't right. I was expecting him to yell at me, but he didn't. Now he was, and it hurts more than I had expected it to.
"You...want...me to leave?" I forced myself to speak after a few seconds of just watching his cold expression towards me. He didn't speak but nudged me toward the door. I slipped on my dress and walked out of his room, dejected and hurt.
I locked myself up in my room and crie
