Alpha Wolfe

**8**

My head shot up and so did Miro's. Maya opened her mouth as if she was about to say something, but didn't say anything, and just left the room, closing the door back. "Shit," I said, standing up, buckling my pants. "Blue?" Miro called. I ignored her and proceeded to follow Maya. She entered Roman's room, and I was right behind her. "Lemme talk to Maya for a minute," I said, sticking my head in the doorway. Before Roman could interject or say anything, Maya was already up again, heading for the stairs. A couple of steps behind her, I grabbed her by her wrist and spun her around.

"What?" She hissed. "What you bout to do?" I asked. "Don't worry bout me, worry bout you and Miro," she laughed. "I'm not playing witchu Maya. You better not tell Angie nothing, or Zoe," I said. "Really? Don't tell Angie? Ha!" She laughed, throwing her head back. I clenched my jaw. "And why you so worried bout what Zoe think? Or is that something else I need to tell Angie?" She asked, lifting her eyebrow. I crossed my arms. "Since you wanna be petty, I got dirt on you too. Need I remind you Maya? Or shall I say Dylan's side hoe?" I challenged.

Her smile dropped. "Yeah, bet Roman don't know bout that.", "How you found out?" She asked gulping. "Let's just say Dylan a close friend of mine," I lied. She actually left her phone on the table one day, and it was unlocked. So, being me, I went through her messages, found Dylan's name, and I discovered some things. "You wouldn't dare" she said. I looked at her with disgust. "Keep your fucking mouth shut and I'll do the same" She nodded and started for the stairs. I sighed and looked at the clock. 3:17 A.M.

I walked slowly up the stairs and Into my room. Flicking on the light, I see her laying peacefully in one of my T-shirts. "Come here" she says. Patting the spot next to her. I go and stand next to bed, causing her to pull me to her by my belt buckle. "Listen-" she started, playing with one her curls. "I really didn't get to know you before I put your dick in my mouth. Maybe we should get to know each other." I frowned. I did wanna know who she was, and I was more interested in her than the other two girls on my dick at the moment so why not. She sat up, throwing the covers off her naked legs. "You go first" I insisted. Laying next to her.

"Favorite Color?"

"Blue"

"What a coincidence" she laughed, making me smile.

"You?" I asked.

"Black" was her response.

"Favorite Movie?"

She sat and thought about it. Biting her lip.

"Matilda" I busted out laughing, that was so funny. Matilda is a children's movie and Miro was a grown as woman.

"Whats so funny about that?"

"Nothing. Mines is Good Fellas" she nodded.

"Age?"

"20" she put her hand over her mouth dramatically.

"34" I didn't laugh. She was so cute but old?

"I'm just fucking with you. I'm 22"

"Major" I had asked another question, skipping her turn because now I was intrigued.

"I'm not in school. I don't go here"

"Why-" I asked she cut me off, by rolling her eyes and kissing her teeth. "Because I don't have the money to go here ight?"

"My majors art" I whispered, laying my hand on her thigh. She pushed it away."Don't touch me...If I want to be touched I will touch you first okay?" She turned away from me, giving me the best view of her ass. I couldn't help but slide my hand up her back, moving the shirt upward so I could see her pink lace thong. "What did I tell you?" She spat. I could feel it radiating off of her. She didn't mean what she was saying, she wanted me touch her in ways she couldn't explain. "Give me back my shirt". She laughed. "Why? are you mad now" she stood up and pulled it off, revealing her half naked body. My phone vibrated on the nightstand, just as she grabbed the shirt back.

Angie- Wyd?

I ignored it, I was to busy focusing on her. She walked and turned the light off. I felt her climb on top of me, straddling me. She grabbed my hands, and placed them on her waist . "hold me" she muttered. I could feel just how fast her heart was beating by her saying those two words. I could feel just how much she needed to be held. I could feel just how deep the scars surrounding her heart ran.

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"Fuck Blue!" she screamed, throwing another glass on the floor. She had come home early and was wondering why, there was a pink lace bra under my bed. "Why the fuck were you looking under my bed?" I screamed back. She threw another plate. Yo whats up with these bitches and breaking shit? "Break something else and imma break ya fuckin' neck" she looked at me and raised her brow, before taking a glass cup and throwing it at my head. I grabbed her by the neck, watching as she struggled to breath. I let go and pulled her to my car. "Listen Angie. I didn't have no bitch up in my room like I said for the millionth time-" "then what the fuck is this?" she holds up the bra and tears brim her eyes. "I bought the bra to learn how to unhook it, for the next time we had sex..."

She stopped and breathed for a second. I moved away, knowing that she believed me. "I-I'm sorry" she cries. I internally smile to myself. "Blue! baby please forgiving, I overreacted and should've let you explain- its the med's the doctor has me on". "You can't blame everything on med's Angelica. You go crazy for no fucking reason and you know it" i snapped. I was getting mad just to make it even more convincing. She wiped her tears, smudging her makeup. "I said I'm sorry" she muttered. "How do you feel?" I asked. "It still hurts. I'm still bleeding" she said. grabbing my hand. "I love you". I looked in her awaiting eyes. "I know".

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