My Aggressive Alpha

The Guilty One

Picture of Johnny Elliot (LAWD TAKE ME CUS THIS MAN IS TOO SEXY)

 Chapter Nine

Carolina's POV

It was 4:50 am.

I was still wide awake. Miranda and Clara fell asleep as soon as we snuck back inside the house. They weren't worried at all. I, on the other hand, can't seem to stop worrying. I sighed deeply before getting up and walking into the bathroom. I had to hop over Miranda who was sprawled on the ground. I flicked the bathroom lights on and splashed my face with sink water. I checked my appearance in the mirror and noticed how horrible I looked. I looked pale as a fucking ghost. The fear on my face was crystal clear. 

My heart was racing fast. We just damaged Vincent Walker's front yard and car. Not to mention, we have a picture of him holding a dildo. I kept pinching my arm every few minutes. Surely, this had to be a dream. Don't get me wrong, I was extremely happy that we messed up his shit. I mean the guy was a prick who was asking for it! However, I feel like I went a bit far. The dildo picture was a little too much. I knew the girls wanted to post it on the internet. They wanted to show the whole world that Vincent had a freaky side to him.

"What if he really does have a freaky side?" the naughty devil questioned. I glanced on my right shoulder and saw a little version of me dressed in a devil costume. In this type of situation, a normal person would probably freak out. For some reason, I just went along with it.

"Shut up" I mumbled before turning away. I didn't like Vincent like that. I just thought he was hot.

"Don't say things like that you filthy demon scum!" shrieked an angel version of me that was sitting on my left shoulder. Oh lord, I'm going crazy. I stared at the mirror and saw the two of them glaring at each other.

"Lina, what you did was so wrong! You need to apologize!" The angel scolded while wagging her finger at me. The devil snorted in an unladylike manner at the angel.

"No Lina! That jackass deserved it! He sent his men to hurt you!" The devil argued while shooting daggers at the angel who was shaking her head in disappointment. I was honestly confused. In a way, both of them were right. Oh gosh, what do I do? The guilt was killing me so maybe I should just confess.

"I think if you confess then he might forgive you. I know you can't handle the guilt." The angel reasoned. Maybe she was right. I bit my lip hard before making my decision.

"I'm going to their house tomorrow and I'm going to confess." I stated. The angel cheered in happiness while the devil groaned. I can't believe that I'm talking to an angel and a devil. I really need some sleep.

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I had managed to get in a few hours of sleep. I think my decision was the reason why I even fell asleep. I wasn't as paranoid as I was before. I felt a bit calm knowing that the guilt that was weighing down on my shoulders was going to be gone soon. Miranda, Clara and I were all dressed and ready to go downstairs. They didn't get a chance to meet my new family last night. I didn't want to ruin a good night. I threw a quick glance at the mirror to see if my appearance was alright. I was dressed in baggy Rolling Stones tank top and a pair of black shorts. I also wore my black ankle boots. I pulled my hair up in a slick pony tail and fixed my makeup. Not to sound cock but I looked amazing. I grinned at myself and waited for my best friends.

"Guys," I called out. I could hear them arguing about something but I just rolled my eyes. "Hurry up or I'm leaving!" 

After a few minutes, the girls came out of my medium size closet. 

"Can you guys please help me?" I groaned as I heard their conversation. They were standing here and debating on which Winchester brother was hot. Miranda and Clara turned toward me and shushed me.