Unwanted Alpha (Book 1 of Alpha Series)

Chapter 10

"Hey, Tommy?" Sam asked, lying in bed beside me after my sheets were cleaned and my bed was made with the help of my mom.

"Hmmm?" I asked sleepily and closed my eyes tighter while I curled away from her, subconsciously listening to the voice that told me to be as far away from her as possible. "What is it? What's wrong, Sam?"

"Why did you blame me for spilling everything on you?" she asked and turned to face me, even though I kept my back toward her. "Why did you tell your mom that I had dumped the food on you?"

My whole body grew tense, and I set my jaw, and my jaw started to shake. I didn't say a word while I continued to face away from her.

"Why did you blame me?" she asked again, not aware that I was having this mental breakdown.

Tell her because she is stupid and was nearby, the voice said, and I bit back a small sniffle and didn't say a word, not listening to the voice. Tell her.

I can't... I said, my voice barely above a whisper, my whole body growing tense. My heart skipped a beat before it started to pound hard and fast in my chest. I can't do that to her.

"Tommy?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper and moved closer to me. She placed her hand on my shoulder, and I couldn't help but quickly shove it off, even though I didn't want to.

"Don't touch me," I snapped and flung my hand toward her, not hitting her but was close to it if she hadn't moved out of the way. "You don't need to touch me, Sam, because I do not like you touching me at all."

Sam flinched and sat down on the other side of the bed, her heart skipping a beat before it started to pound faster and harder in her chest. "Fine," she said with a small grumble in her voice.

She paused and cleared her throat, shifting on my bed, looking around the bedroom before she looked at me again. "Do you want me to leave?" she asked, raising an eyebrow in question.

No...

"Yes," I said, my voice barely above a whisper while it shook with pain and grief because all I wanted was for her to stay and be in the room with me. "Just leave, Sam. I don't care about you at all."

She scoffed and rolled her eyes, pressing her lips into a thinner line, and I had a feeling that she knew I was lying. "Fine," she grumbled coldly. "I will see you tomorrow." She started to get off the bed, but she was going slower than I hoped she would.

Push her off the bed...

I moved the rest of the way away from her and grew tense, my heart pounding harder and faster in my chest and jumped in my throat, causing my mouth and throat to become dry.

Push her off the bed, the voice urged again, sneering. Let her know that she is unwelcomed here, and you will not be protecting her any longer.

I can't... I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Please. I can't do that to her.

Do it.

"Leave, Sam," I said, ignoring the voice, even though it was getting harder and harder to ignore. "Leave now. I don't want you in my room any longer. Please... I-" I choked on whatever I was going to say, my mouth and throat becoming drier while tears started to appear in my eyes.

I want to make sure that I don't push you off the bed because of this stupid voice...

Sam stopped getting off the bed and scowled, narrowing her eyes while she studied me. She didn't say a word while she continued to study me before she hopped off the bed and cocked her head to the side.

"What were you going to say?" she asked and raised an eyebrow in question while she looked at him. "What is it? What's wrong?"

Tell her that she sucks, the voice said, sneering. Tell her that she sucks, and no one wants to be her friend and does not want her to be their child.

No... I said, my voice barely above a whisper while I grabbed my sheets tighter in my hands. I don't want to tell her that she sucks because she doesn't. She is amazing. I paused and pressed my lips into a thin line. She is my best friend and the only one I want to be friends with because I know that she is real. She cares about me.

Tell her. The voice paused and seemed to sneer, and I had a feeling that the person in my mind narrowed their eyes in warning. Or tell her something that will make her not want to be with you today.

"Just go, Sam!" I snapped, ignoring the voice a small bit while I slammed my hand on the bed with a loud smack. "Nobody wants you here, not even me," I blurted out without thinking, much to my evil voice's relief and glee.

Sam stayed silent, not making a sound while she stared at me, even though I couldn't see it.

I hesitated before I looked at her to see a mean look on her face that I couldn't describe with her eyes hard and cold while she stared at me, unshed tears that wanted to fall but didn't for someone.

If looks could kill...

There was no trace of fear or sadness on her face like the voice hoped; there was only nothing. There was no indication that she heard me, just nothing, not even a trace of hurt or pain that the voice seemed to crave.

I hesitated and sat up, keeping my eyes on the stoic girl, the voice becoming silent but continued to be filled with glee because she didn't say a word. "Sam?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I slowly started to get out of bed but stopped when she subtly shook her head.

She blinked and then blinked again while she pressed her lips into a thin line. She didn't say a word while she turned around and left, leaving the room and closing the door quietly behind her.

"Sam?" I asked the empty room, my voice barely above a whisper, longing for my best friend to come back in and help me out of this stupid thing like only she could. "Come back to me, please."

I hesitated before I laid down again and closed my eyes while my bottom lip quivered and pain and sadness washed over my body. Tears started to stream down my face, and I couldn't help but grab my pillow tighter and closer to my chest. "Please," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry."

I'm so, so sorry and want you to be here no matter what the voice says...

Because I think I love you...