Luna My Ass

9: Fighting. . . Again

Chapter Nine

I got on top of her and was punching her none stop.

She is getting me so pissed right now. My wolf is coming out. That's not good because if she does.... Ummmm let's just say I might end up in prison! I'm hearing faint screams in the background. Half of the pack has surrounded us. They're trying to pull me off of her. You'll end up like her! Bahaha!

Logan starts pulling me off. "CARLEE LET GO NOW!" He said using his alpha voice.

I immediately let her go then I heard someone scream "GET THE PACK DOCTOR!" Then the pack doctor came running to her side like she was damn Humpty Dumpty! I told her dumb ass not to sit on this wall. But the stubborn bitch wouldn't listen.

I didn't even notice Logan had carried me back to his room. He sat me on the bed and stood in front of the door blocking it.

"Logan move." I said in a stern voice.

"Care to explain?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.

"No just please let me out of the fucking room NOW!" I said using my alpha voice. Thank you daddy.

I hear a knock at the door. It opens and I see Brittany. I look at her confusedly. What is she doing here? She is supposed to be at school. As if she read my mind, she answers.

"I'm getting transferred to a school closer to here. My parents felt I should be with my mate." I roll my eyes. Of course they did. They are so traditional.

"Enough about me. What's going on?" She asked. I sat on the bed as Logan leaned against the wall. He wore a tight black tee that fits him perfectly. I almost bit my lip from how good that man looked. I quickly adverted my eyes elsewhere, because I am still pissed.

"His whore attacked me!" I bellowed out.

Brittany looked back at him. "She's not my whore." He said defensively.

"I want her gone." I said. The room fell silent.

"It's either her or me." I spoke again.

"Carlee, there's no doubt that she's gone. Just calm down okay?" He said as he stepped out of the room because his phone rang.

"Carlee, you have to stop fighting." Brittany says as she hugs and consoles me. I roll my eyes.

"Did you take your medication?" She asks me. At this time Logan came back in just in time to hear this. Great. She should know I am not opening up to him this quickly.

"Medication?" He asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Will you excuse us Brittany?" I asked her. She nods and hugs me once more before exiting the room.

I patted the seat next to me in which Logan gladly took. Tears welled in my eyes.

"Hey what's wrong?" He asked.

I deeply sighed. Well it's now or never, "long story short, I am "supposedly" bipolar." I said smiling trying to release some tension.

"What do you mean supposedly?" He asked carefully.

"Fine, bipolar depression. I have it. I am prescribe medication, but I rarely take it." I said turning away from him. He grabbed my arm.

"We have a doctor here Carlee." I laughed.

"Great, another shrink." I said.

"No, not a shrink. Will you at least try?" He tried.

"I'll think about it." I said becoming overwhelmed with everything. He stood up offering a hand. I reluctantly took it.