Alpha Dom (Completed)

Chapter 29

Songs for this chapter...

Intro ~ The xx

Bad blood ~ Bastille

Guns for hands ~ Twenty one pilots

Rumor has it ~ Adele

Animal ~ Miike Snow

And

Jungle ~ Jamie N Commons & X Ambassadors

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Stef's POV

"Are you ok?"

I've heard this question probably a million times today and I know everyone is just worried about me but I can only think of one thing right now. Dom.

"Stef? Did you hear me?" Max speaks again.

"Yeah I'm fine, thank you." I add a weak smile so it's more believable.

"Look Stef," he sits down on the couch beside me.

"I know what your thinking and I just want you to know that that wasn't exactly Dom up there. He didn't have control of his actions, jay did. That's why he can't remember anything."

I don't know what to say to max.

I knew it, I knew in my mind that something was wrong, that Dom wasn't himself. He would never purposely try to hurt me.

"He feels terrible about it..." Max sit back on the lazy-boy couch.

I can just see him now with guilt written all over his face. I don't want that.

"I have to talk to him." I stand to leave the living room.

"Uh I don't think that's a good idea." Max says stopping me in my tracks.

"Why is it not a good idea?"

"Well because Scott and Mike think he should stay in containment for a while, clear his head...or something." That doesn't make any sense.

"All he's going to do down there is think about what happened, then blame himself for it. He'll feel nothing but guilt, and I don't want that max. I have to speak to him."

"Ok but how are you going to get in? The whole room including the lock on the door is made out of the heaviest metal." Now that does make sense.

"How do I break into a room that can't be broken out of?" I plop back down on the couch.

"I'll help you get in. I don't wanna see my best friends like this."

I can't help but smile.

"Let's go before Danny comes looking for me." We both stand.

"Thank you max." I wrap my arms around his waist in a tight huge.

He hugs me back.

...

"Why is this door so big?" I kick the huge metal door with the black cast still on my leg.

"I don't think your going to be able to just push this door open Stef it's like the one at the pack house," Max laughs.

"If we're gonna get in we need to know the code to this lock. Dom set this lock so think of some dates like your first date...your birthday?"

"Oh my birthday, the day we met! How many digits are there?" Max begins counting the slots.

"Six."

"Um 07 for July," he starts turning the dial.

"30 for my birthday and 14 for the year." I finish.