The Alphas Mate

Chapter Twenty Eight

My chest tightened as I walked up the steps.

It felt it was on fire. I was having a panic attack. I hadn't had one in years.

My eyes closed as I tried to force myself to calm down. It wasn't working.

" You're not going to tell anyone right? I'd hate to have to hurt a pretty thing like you. " His cold eyes watched me and I flinched away from his gaze.

The same way Isaiah looked at me.

" I w-wont. " I stuttered terrified of the man.

" Good. Now go tell your parents that Uncle Robs leaving. " He gave one last touch before letting me leave.

" I can't breathe. " I cried as I clutched my chest. The tears blurred my vision.

I heard the door pop open and I half expected it to be Isaiah. I didn't know if I wanted it to be him. He reminded me way too much of my Uncle Rob. I squeezed my eyes shut.

" Shit. Hold on Blondie. " I was surprised when I heard a female voice.

" Go away. " I sniffed wiping the tears.

" As much as I used to hate you, I know how panic attacks feel. So shut and listen to me. " She sat down on the floor in front of me. " First you have to control your breathing. Take a deep breath. Now let it go. " She instructed. I did as she said and found that it did work.

" Why'd you help me Quinn. You hated my guts remember. " I hiccupped as I spoke.

" As I said before I know how it feels. I didn't have anyone to help me when I had it. " She got a faraway look in her eyes. " Well anyway I came to give you this. It was childish of me to take it when it was important to you. " She cleared her throat as she handed me my necklace.

I had honestly forgotten about it.

" This isn't gonna choke me when I put it on, is it? " I joked as I took the necklace looking at it suspiciously.

" No, but that's a great idea. " She laughed shaking her head.

" Why the sudden change? " She couldn't stand me yesterday.

" Because I'm not mad about Isaiah anymore. I've met someone else. But he thinks I'm a terrible human being. So I'm going to prove him wrong. " She smiled sadly looking down at her feet.

Quinn being nice? Woah. Whoever this guy is must be really important to her. I was willing to put all our bad blood behind us and start fresh.

" Well good luck. And I'm glad you're not mad about the Isaiah thing anymore. You're probably not that bad when you're not being a bitch. " I grinned at her. She smiled at me.

" You'll just have to find out. Truce? " She asked me holding out her hand for me to shake.

" Yeah, truce. " I shook her hand, solidifying our newfound friendship.

" Okay so first thing in our quest for friendship, a trip to the fridge! " She screamed running out of the room.

Yes.