Starting Fresh

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(A/N: hey guys:) I'm sorry I haven't been updating, I got sick and I wanted to make them, but I couldn't think straight with the headaches:/ but I'm better. I still get a couple coughs here and there, but I'm fine:)) hopefully you guys like this chapter:)))

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You know how you feel when you wake up when you go to bed at midnight? That groggy, cranky, shitty person you are in the morning? How you just want to be left alone and you hide under the covers hoping no one bothers you? Well, that's not how my morning went. Instead of groggy and cranky me, I woke up blissfully. Birds chirping lowly in the distance, the beautiful aroma of the bedroom. And no one bothered me. Or they were outside my door and didn't dare too come in the room. I felt like a slept on clouds of softness and I didn't even think of getting up.

I sat up in bed and lazily lay my arms In front of me. What happened last night? All I could remember was talking to Jack in a car, him kissing my cheek and going to bed. But I also dreamt about going to a club and getting soo wasted with Jordan. At least I think it was a dream. Was it? I scratch my head, trying to remember last night but it was to blurry for me to remember anything. Not even one event. I think about it for a little longer until I finally give in, since I would obviously not remember. A knock suddenly pierces through the silence.

"Come in." I say quietly.

Jack opens the door slowly poking his head in.

"Hey, how you feeling?" He asks walking into the room, closing the door behind him. He then walks up beside my bed.

"I'm fine, I guess." I say curiously. I rub my eyes and look at my hands. Maybe he knows what happened.

"What happened last night?" I asked. His eyes flickered with sorrow.

"We just.... hung out." He says. I look at him suspiciously. He's lying to me.

"Jaacck..." I challenged. He sighs and leans against the wall beside my bed.

"You went out with Jordan, that's it!" He says defensively.

"Jack!" I yell. He rolls his eyes.

"Nothing happened!" He says.

"Jack, I know something happened! I can't just wake up and forget half of what happened yesterday!" I yell. He rubs his face and curses to himself.

"You got drunk, there! You happy?" He says calmly. My eyes widen by his truthful answer. Did I do that? How? Why? I thought it was a dream?

"H-How did you....."

"I was watching you. You left the house and I followed you. Making sure you didn't get hurt." He says, his head lowered to the floor. I watch him as he shuffles his feet.

"I thought you were going insane, thinking you could go out without me knowing, or telling me." He says. Anger starts to rises in me. I don't have to tell him anything. He doesn't need to know where I'm going 24/7.

"Why? Why are you so protective of me? Why do you have to know where I am every single moment of the day? I'm safe here! And if I'm not here, I'll have Jordan with me! There's nothing wrong with that!" I say. His eyebrow furrow.

"That's the problem! I don't know where you are, and I sure as hell can't trust you with your phone, I mean, you might even call home! You'll leave me! And I sure as hell done want that. I know you want to get out and be a teenage girl, but your not seeing what's dangerous out there and what's coming for you! You might get hurt or even kidnapped and I won't be able to save you if that happens." He says, anger raging of him.

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