Hate? or Mate?

Chapter eighteen

"I'm calling my dad" josh stood up and called his dad. I laughed and took a hit.

Flashback to about two years ago.

I was doing drugs. Cocaine, meth, heroine, weed, pills, anything I could get my hands on.

Alpha knew. Everyone did. I had been doing it for about a year now. Alpha had a talk with me, then sent me to a rehabilitation center

It took eighteen months to get better. In those eighteen months, I would have seizures, sweat a lot. Get angry fast. I still have the urges everyday.

Just not as strong as what it was. It has been exactly one year since I have been better. Why not tip the scale?

"Yea, I'll be here" josh hung up the phone. The girls were still in the truck.

I got up and walked to the couch.
"Josh leave. The girls need to go eat or something" I took another hit.

He walked over to the truck and talked to the girls.
Kalleen took a hit and then another.

"Mackenzie" I heard alphas voice.

I looked behind me and saw a very mad alpha.
"One second" I took another hit. I wanted to be high, not "on edge".

"Mackenzie Jane Dennis." I grabbed my phone and stood up. I fell back on my ass.

Kalleen started laughing.
"Stupid" she slurred. I took another hit then handed it to kalleen.

Alpha helped me up and dragged me out.

"Rude" I said when he shoved me into his car.

Him and josh were talking.
I danced in my seat.

They both nodded and aloha came over to his car, while josh went to his.

"Mackenzie. Eighteen months, you were in a rehab. One year, you've been better. Why" alpha asked.

"Cause" I slurred. "Josh, is a douchebag"

Alpha gripped the steering wheel.
"What'd he do this time"

I squeezed my eyes shut for a second.
"Woah" I said when I opened them. "I forgot how amazing a high is"

"No. This is it. You have been clean for a year, no turning back" alpha said looking at me briefly before turning back to the road.

"You're not my dad" I muttered.

"No but I am your alpha, and you shall know your place" he said demandingly.

I didn't say anything. I couldn't focus on anything to say. The world is so much better on a high. Why'd I give this up again?

"We are here. I'm calling josh" alpha said.

"Don't. I don't want him here" I said trying to get out. Key word trying. I fell straight on my ass. Again.

"Why does that always happen" I asked as alpha reached his hand under my arm and helped me up.

I wobbled inside.
"Left. Right. Left. right." I repeated to myself.

"Honey, can you get some sugar or something with sugar in it. It'll help her get sobered up" alpha asked dortha as we walked in.

"Of course" she left the room and went into the kitchen.

"I need more" I trued to get up, but alpha pushed me back down lightly.

"No." I rolled my eyes.
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