Chapter 4

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-*Back To Estella's POV-*

I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. Reagan stole glances at me, her curiosity getting the better of her. She wanted to know what Cooper and I were doing before class.

And in all honesty, I don't really like him, but he was definitely cute. But I can fall for a guys personality any day. Cooper will lose interest in me. It's scary how it's only my first day here and he won't leave me alone.

I don't like to rush relationships, nor do I like to be in them. There was one guy I fell completely in love with. I was wrapped around his finger, I would have done anything for him, and he knew that. He used this to his advantage, and I let him. He didn't like me, but I didn't know. He always acted as if he did like me.

So he invited me to a party one night, and he humiliated me pretty bad. He called me every name in the book, dumped food all over me, and told me it was all a bet. Why? I don't know.

I never did anything bad to him. So when he did that I never had the motivation to love another guy. Because all guys are the same. You love someone so much it hurts to not be around them, but one day they'll leave you. They all do. My parents are going to leave one day. Hell, I'm going to leave one day.

I never get too close to anyone, nor do I depend on anyone, because everyone will leave. And if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.

It's always nice to have friends, to bounce back on, but they won't be  there forever. I left my old friends, but not on purpose. And see that's the thing, I didn't do it on purpose, my parents just had everything packed up last week and told me we were moving.

Sometimes intentional, and other times, it's accidental.

But they will always leave.

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The bell rang, signalling it was time to go home. I was glad, because I can be away from Cooper.

"Hey! Estella! Wait up!" Someone yelled after me.

Ugh, I just want to go home.

I looked up to see Dylan running after me. You're kidding right?

Atleast it wasn't Cooper, I probably would've never left school.

He scratched the back of his neck, "Uh, would you like to go to a party tonight?"

I freaked out. No, no, no. Not again.

Right then, I heard a low growl.

Causing, not only me, but Dylan as well, to look around.

I furrowed my eyebrows together, cocking my head to the side.

I spot ocean blue eyes in the corner.
Cooper. What the hell is he doing?

"Cooper? What are you doing? And what are you growling at? There's nothing in the corner to growl at." I questioned.

Cooper stepped out of his hiding spot, what a creep, and looked at Dylan.

"No, she's not going to the party tonight." He stated, sliding his arm around my waist.

Even though I didn't want to go, I don't like being told I can't do what I want.

"Yes, I do! I want to go tonight!" I announced, stepping beside Dylan.

Making Dylan grin widely, placing his arms around my shoulders.

"Dylan, I suggest you drop that arm before I break it, beta." Dylan dropped his arm almost immediately.

"Let's go, Estella." Cooper tugged on my arm.

"No. I do what I want!" I growled at him.

"No, you don't. Now come." He growled back.

I scoffed, hitting him as hard as I could. "Do not growl at me." I hissed at him.

Cooper closed his eyes and drew a breath. "Okay, let's go."

I cocked my head,"I'm going to the party tonight."

"To hell you're not!" He growled again.

"Quit growling at me, or so help me God." Venom dripping as I spoke.

"What are you going to do?" He teased.

I didn't speak, just walked to my car.

"Oh, the good ole silent treatment." He mocked.

I continued to ignore him, as I unlocked my car.

Opening the door, a hand stopped me.

"Estella, I demand you to look at me."

He said, getting angrier every time he spoke.

Man, he's a ticking time bomb.

My head slowly turned.

Wait, what the hell? I don't want to turn my head.

Turn back, turn back.
Holy shit, I'm not in control of my body. Am I under a spell?

My head turned, looking him in the eye.

"You are not going to that party tonight."

I didn't listen as I got in, driving off.
You cannot tell me what to do. That only motivates me to do the opposite.

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I grabbed the middle of my dress, tugging it down. It only reached the very tip of the middle of my thighs.
Slutty right?

I don't mean to be, but I'm going to the party tonight and I'm going to look good.

I straightened the loose pieces of hair that became wavy through out the day.

My parents aren't home, they went to dinner and apparently aren't coming home till morning so, I'm not going to sit at home by myself.

I hummed a song, that's been stuck in my head since I've got home.
La di di da di, we like to party, dancing with Miley, doing whatever we waaant..

I looked at my phone, seeing the time. '8:37'
Time to leave.

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Turning down my radio, I turned off the ignition. Sighing to myself.
Here goes nothing.

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