Helanie:
He had excused himself and left to go out and do sothing. I figured he wanted to drink, so I didn’t bother him. But now that I was alone in the room, I sat on the bed and checked my phone. Specifically, the academy group made by top seniors, juniors, and even Sydney.
I didn’t have an account under my na, so I didn’t get the entry to join, but that’s when I relied on Lamar. He started sending a series of things.
Mainly about the videos being leaked of what happened today with Rayden. Just like I had expected, Alpha Byron was making that video for himself. Not really for himself. I didn’t expect this next part. He had uploaded those videos everywhere.
So of the comnts read:
Julia P: It’s about ti. This jerk has harassed on the road once. I guess he was driving with one of his friends. They were catcalling and being rude to .
Rylie: That’s Raynard, that explains his toxic alpha male ntality.
There were countless comnts like that. I wasn’t surprised to see he was a serial offender, but the fact that none of the girls were ever listened to broke my heart for them. But then there were a few n comnting under the posts that made shake my head in disappointnt.
RockyPoineer: You see how the girls are coming out with their stories? Where were they before? It’s like they want attention.
Ken: Of course, the she-wolves that couldn’t have him are now having the mont of their lives.
Rubie: Huh! Girls are so dramatic. I’m so glad I’m not like them. I want to hear his side.
Reem: Hate feminism. They teach won to act so miserable. A guy says hello, and they’re offended and harassed. See how the two people in the video are consenting adults? Why is he being shad for his kinks?
I was annoyed.
He wasn’t being shad for his kinks. He was being shad for having a mate, manipulating her, and then cheating on her.
I put my phone down as I knew our next step already. After a few minutes of doing nothing, I got up to reach the door to look for Emt when he ca back inside himself.
"Here," he was holding a sandwich and so drinks from the vending machine.
"I am sorry for freaking you out earlier. I should have known you would bla yourself for it," he was thankfully very polite and had cald down now.
"Please, eat sothing." He didn’t look in the eye while he placed the food down on the bed for and reached for the chair.
I’m sure it will be a lot harder for him to sleep on the chair since he was much bigger and broader.
"Emt, you can take the bed," I insisted, but he gently waved his hand to deny.
And I was wrong about him leaving to drink. He didn’t co back slling like alcohol.
After we were done eating in silence, I laid down in the bed, not comfortable with him being on the chair, but he wouldn’t let give up the bed. I dozed off since the storm was hitting the windows, and I didn’t want to stay awake and be terrified of the noise.
I had only been asleep for a little when, just ten past 1am, I woke up to the sound of the wind almost knocking the window down. My heart was pounding so hard, as if soone had knocked my heart out of my chest.
I looked around the dark room and was instantly made aware of the empty chair next to the window. The curtains had been pushed to the side earlier by Emt, who kept looking outside the room to the window.
But now the room was entirely silent. I rolled out of the bed and tiptoed to the window, looking outside to see if I could get a glimpse of anything.
It was so dark and windy, but the thunderbolts would light up the outside just a little before it went back to being dark again.
"Where could he be?" I asked myself as I stared at his phone lying on the table between the two chairs.
He left his phone behind. He wasn’t in the bathroom either. Could it be that he left to get sothing from the vending machine again?
I was scared of the outside because it was an unknown place, and I didn’t even know how bad the storm was going to get.
I reached for the door and opened it, leaving for the vending machine. Halfway through, I could see that Emt wasn’t at the vending machine.
"Where did he go?" I was so worried for him.
I didn’t want to go back inside when he was outside in the storm. He was very anxious and nervous earlier, so it made even more worried for him.
"Excuse , have you seen the guy who ca with ?" I asked the lady sitting behind the counter, smoking a cigarette.
She tilted her head and gave a quick head-to-toe stare, examining every inch of . "Nope!"
Her response was so cold and careless.
"Okay, thank you!" I didn’t know what else to say. I returned to my room as there was nothing else I could do. And for the rest of the ti, till 3:30 a.m. in the morning, I had taken so many steps.
My soles were on fire, and my toes were hurting from the brisk walk. I was worried, so worried. And then my worry reached its height when I heard scratching from outside the door.
Even when I should have been worried and scared of what it was, my instinct was that it was Emt.
I ran to answer the door, and as soon as I opened it, I ca across a sight so terrifying that I froze for a minute.
He stood before , but he wasn’t the Emt that I know.
Reviews
All reviews (0)