I get really fucking angry then, so angry I kind of lose my mind. I start throwing completely unacceptable punches nonstop. I claw at Elliot's arms and at then his face and I still don’t stop at all, I’m growling and crying while he just covers himself. When I grab his soft hair and pull on it with all the strength I can muster, Elliot gets tired of letting me throw this tantrum. He grabs my wrists and twists them, making me squeal."Let go of me, I hate you!" I yell at him, struggling against his grip, "I hate you!"Elliot lets go of me forcefully, pushing me just a little, but I end up on my butt on the floor anyway. I'm crying, but it's not even because of the mess between us or last night’s fight; it's because my face, ribs, wrists and butt hurt. Xavier, Eva and Franco come over and they all ask if I'm okay.“No," I cry, accepting Franco's hand so he can lift me up. He immediately hugs me and I'm so damaged that I bury my face in his chest and wrap my arms around his waist, cry
Next day, I sit down next to Xavier on the floor squeezing my eyes shut and trying to calm my racing heart from the amount of exercise I've done today. We've just gone over the same obstacles on the mud pit three times, but now Elliot demands more speed and efficiency. To prove that it's not ‘that difficult’ he did it first and finished in five minutes. I must agree that he looked exceptionally sexy crawling and running shirtless and muddy. I hate not being able to be able to turn off my attraction to him."Okay, we'll do it one more time," Elliot announces, and I let out a growl that earns me a dirty look from him, "I don't plan on giving up until everyone is done in less than thirty minutes. Seriously, guys, it can't be that hard.""We've been doing this all day!" I complain."And you’re still just as bad," Lesley replies, "Kelly, Eva, Taret, Franco and Mercedes don't have to do it again. They were done in less than thirty minutes."It's nice to know once again that I'm in the b
I walk to Xavier and Eva to get away from Franco. "Hey, did you guys like my little show from earlier?" I ask, inserting myself between them and putting an arm around each of their necks, "It was believable, wasn't it?""Ah, Angie, I think you're playing with fire," Eva mutters, as always the killjoy."Eva is right, that wasn't okay," Xavier mutters, making me let out a gasp because I can't believe he's not supporting me. From Eva I expect it, but not from him, "Seriously. I know Elliot is a huge jerk who said horrible things to you, but you said some pretty nasty things to him too and, I love you, but you're being a huge bitch. No one would like to know that a girl only paid attention to him because of a bet, and in my opinion, I think he did have feelings for you. That's why he acted that way when he found out about the bet. Plus, everyone thinks he's your Alpha, so kissing Franco like that in front of everyone was super fucked up. I'm sorry, honey, but it wasn't a good idea. You'r
I pull away from him immediately, groaning in pain because my split lip is not up for kissing right now. I can taste a little blood in my mouth and I know he can too. Besides, I have to remember what Eva said and be strong, no matter how much I want to kiss him back right now. It’s not a smart thing to do. I have to make him think that he’s no longer on my mind and that I don't want him at all.I try to say something but he ignores me completely, pulling his body closer to mine. He puts his hands on my thighs and spreads my legs with his brute strength until he can get in between them. I wish I didn't like this alpha behavior so much."Hey, no... Elliot , you can't do that!" I complain, trying to push against his chest. I feel his hardness against me and I can't help but get a little wet. Just a little, for biological reasons of my omega body, not because I want to feel him inside me again or something, "I'm not giving you permission, you can't touch me. You missed your chance.""Ar
I can't keep a secret to save my life. And my brain cells are stupid right now. Elliot’s body gets tense against me, but I don't care. I know what will happen now. And I've cried so much that I think I'm ready, emotionally, to deal with it."I love you. And it's not a game, a lie or for a bet, it's the truth. But if you don't love me, then I think we should agree, for my mental sake, to never speak to each other again besides what is strictly necessary. I can't deal with this. It has to be all or nothing, so... tell me if you love me or not."I hope that was convincing and mature enough. I loosen my embrace and let Elliot pull himself together. He pulls out of me very carefully, without looking at me, and takes his time removing the condom, depositing it in a trash can, pulling up his pants, and passing me my clothes.I'm sick of suffering. I want to be the happy Angelique I was before I got here, the one who only cried when her daddy didn't fulfill her whims or when she saw sad comm
{ Elliot }I spent most of the morning dehydrated and trying not to look at Angelique chatting with Franco. Laughing as if they were old friends. That's why I don't realize what is going on until I unwillingly turn around and see Lesley and Angelique in close proximity, talking. It doesn’t look friendly at all, so I walk over to them immediately."... never. Call the General if you want to get this sorted out. I won't do a single push-up," Angelique refuses, for the first time directing that hard look and tone of voice at someone who isn't me. Lesley's face is red with anger."Monroe, I will not repeat this one more time. Twenty push-ups or you’ll spend all day running," she threatens."God, you're such a stupid bitch. I won't do anything you tell me to do. Get away from me and stop yelling in my face or I swear I'll sue you.""If there's a bitch here it's you, slut,” Les spits out, losing her temper completely and bumping her chest into Angelique's. We're all equally impressed with th
Hi, this is your dumb bitch of an author speaking.I skipped a chapter accidentally so this isn’t a repeat. In a couple of hours my editor will fix the mistake and you’ll be able to read the last chapter as it should be, it’s called ‘bad ideas’. But to recap: Angelique and Lesley got into a fight and Elliot tried to fix things with both of them.I’m soo sorry I fucked up :{ I always do this because I have the chapters in a file and when I upload them to this app I mix them up. Anyway, thanks for reading this story, I hope you’re liking it so far. I’ve been writing a lot so I’ll probably upload two chapters a day everyday or maybe even more. :)************** ******** ************ ********* { Angelique }Lesley and Elliot have been away for about fifteen minutes. Not knowing what the hell they’re doing is stressful. Xavier, Taret, Eva, Franco and I are chatting about how amazingly cool it was when I started beating up the whore. Taret is our new addition to the group because Franco
I bring my hands to Lesley's waist and pull her to me, trying to be sexy and keep my emotional state in check. I know she's going to say something but I kiss her before she can ask anything, luckily Lesley doesn't protest, she just kisses me back.I take a few steps and drop her on my bed to take off my shirt. We seem to be on the same page, because she joins in to remove her own shirt, giving me a perfect view of her breasts. And I… I like them, of course, but they initially disturb me a bit.They're not extremely small or anything, but there's something about the shape of her nipple that... I don't know. It's very small and pale. It looks like a child’s nipple. I already knew beta girls aren't as... feminine as an omega, but I don't mind, right? I just wish her nipple didn't look like an kid’s. I don't like that, but I can ignore it. All I need is to be inside her. "I'm ready for everything," she whispers coyly, which is perfect."You sure?" I ask, lifting my hand to her left br