The Alpha & The Ripper

Chapter 17: Party Crasher

Okkkkkaaayyyy!!! I am back!

I am not sure who is still reading this or of anyone is still reading this story and it's okay. I know I kind of abandoned it, but that was only because I had A LOT on my mind, so much shit has happened that you would not believe!

But I am back now and I have gotten myself attach to this story again. It is under major editing, which I think is almost done. Still probably some errors, not the best editor here haha:D

So I have changed the characters a bit. Okay, maybe all of them, except Elsa. She will forever be Crystal Reed, who I love. Pictures from previous chapters have been changed to match the new characters, just in case you are still reading this and you would like to go back.

So, I got a huge idea for this book, which I hope to update regularly now. Let's pray.

Anyway, that's it.

Picture of Max up top<3 Sexiness

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For the first time in almost a month, I have a smile on my face. After being trapped in this ugly room for almost three weeks, from learning that someone from my past will be returning in less than a week and from trying to fight this stupid mate pull towards Alpha dickhead, for the first time I actually have a genuine smile on my face and it wasn't forced or one of my famous wicked sarcastic smile.

Unfortunately though, just because I'm smiling now, doesn't mean I feel all the great either. This smile reflects the fact that I'm winning. I have help from the inside and outside, and I could be home by the end of this month. Everything could go back to normal with me. This smile also reflects my brother, after hearing his voice was just enough to make everything perfect.

But for some reason though, my entire body feels like it's been shut down. Energy I once had, is being forced out now as I can't even walk to the bathroom without getting dizzy spells. I had stop eating once again, but this time, it wasn't intentional. It's like I can't stand being around the food without getting sick. I'm not sure if talking to Shawn made me feel better or worse, but there was definitely something seriously wrong with me and I don't know what it is. It's weird because, I never get sick. Like ever.

"Maybe it's the flu?" Oliver spoke up just than, as if reading my thoughts. We were both back in the same room, playing Call of Duty. I had told Oliver that I was bored but didn't feel like leaving the couch, even though I was sick of this room, I just couldn't find the strength. So he brought in the Xbox from the game room and set it up in here. Yes, apparently they have a freaking game room and I was shocked to learned that it wasn't were they kept their chew toys.

I shook my head, managing to shoot the enemy in the head. "I've never had the flu a day before in my life. Hell, I've never had a cold. That's what I mean when something isn't right."

"Maybe your just- what? No! Oh come on, you cheated!" Oliver yelled, turning to me after I had just shot his player dead. I smirked to myself, while continuing the game.

"You got in my way," I simply said. Oliver grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest like a little baby. "What were you saying before I embarrassing beat your ass?"

Oliver just rolled his eyes, setting the control down beside him. "I was saying, maybe your just home sick," he thought. I went to object when he cut me off. "No, think about it. You've never been away from your family before right? What if this is just an attachment effect from being away from them for so long?"

Okay, maybe he did have a point. It makes sense. This is the first time I've been away from my family, from the normality that I'm used too. I'm used to waking up to my dad, demanding that I get up and ready for school. Then Shawn would have to take me too school before heading over to college. Melissa would pick me up and we would actually go pick up take out when dad tries to cook dinner. He's always tried to make home made family meals just like mom used too, but the man doesn't know how to cook to save his life. Either I have to jump in, or we just order pizza. Santori's know our names by heart and our usual order. Oh how I miss their pizza.