Elliot and Lesley greet each other like she just got back from war. She jumps on him and tangles the dry sticks she has for legs around Elliot's waist as he hugs her and twirls her around.Am I overreacting to this in my head, or is it really as dramatic as it looks? I mean, the whore has only been gone like two weeks, give or take. I honestly don't even know how long I've been here anymore. But I know for a fact this shouldn't be like this."Um, hi. I hate to interrupt this romantic encounter..." I murmur when I've had enough of their hug and their 'How are you?' 'I missed you so much' 'You look great'. Lesley finally looks up over Elliot's shoulder and sees me. Her eyes narrow for just a second and I realize then that she definitely likes Elliot.It was a guess before, but that look told me everything I needed to know. She's jealous, and so am I. But I don't want to fight for Elliot. It's not worth it. So I have nothing left to do but pretend I'm not interested at all.Elliot final
"Go back to your own bag, Jazzer," Elliot says and Franco immediately turns away from me. Coward."It's fine, Elliot, he's helping me and he's good at it. You can go help someone else.""No. He doesn't have to help you. He needs to train, too," he replies and crosses his arms, "Show me what you got.""I'd really like to work with Franco, sir..." I say, quietly. I really don't want to deal with him at all. I'm still sad. And the fact that I'm hearing Lesley's voice every second makes me think about how stupid I was yesterday when I told her to give Elliot a chance."I really don't care what you would or wouldn't like to do. It's not his job to teach you anything, that's my job. So stop talking about him and show me what you've got. Now."I take a big breath reminding myself not to say anything rude because the last thing I need right now is a punishment. Or to talk to him any more than I need to. I just obey and show him."That's not so bad," he says like he’s impressed and reaches ove
"Speak!" I demand when neither of them says anything."God, Angelique, shut up already!" someone shouts from the cabin and I'm tempted to yell back to stay out of our business, but I remember that I actually have no business being here at this hour so I just stay quiet and motion for the girls to come over to me so they can explain exactly what they were talking about. They look at each other for a few seconds, sharing the fear but Angelique tells Eva it's okay and she'll take care of it so Eva opens the window to slip inside the cabin immediately like a little squirrel, closing the window behind her. Angelique walks until she reaches me."Explain yourself," I command, crossing my arms. "Look, it's nothing. It's a dumb situation and you'll laugh once I tell you," she says, laughing nervously, "You see... one of the first days, when me and Eva became friends... I don't remember how it went, but I guess I made some comment about you being sexy, she said you'd never give me the time o
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