Big Bad Alphas

the clothes I set to the side to change into. A hot shower after a long day is always refreshing. At

abilities. It still lays damp on my shoulders but I know that is as dry as it will get. Surprisingly

through the thin crack of space left. Suddenly he takes off his shirt and I look away, closing the door completely. My lips run dry and I sit on t

nd I quickly open the door, r

manages to stop me. Carefully he lifts up my wounded arm and lo

d you manage to do this

unk because the branch I was on cracked,

through his dark hair. "Ple

eep at night then okay,

get food, I head into the kitchen alone. Turnin

there's food inside? Obviously there will be in the fridge, so I peek in there first. Overall I see a lot of food, which is good. I

til I find one full of glassware. I grab a cup and carefully place it on the counter. Using other peoples

ip. Remembering where Caroline found the first aid kit, I go to the bathroom and

I wrap it around my arm after holding the end in place with my chin. I do the same on the other arm and hand before

alls. I look very tired, but I guess

, looking for time to think. I wonder how Kendra is doing- I wond

hat space is like, the vast nothingness. The thoughts distract me from my tiny problems. I gaze up at the moon now, yet I am not upset, I am lonely. I shouldn't be, E

he apple again

ng in t

e him standing there. "So

er. "Is there

e full, bright moon hanging in the

at me. "

way. "Where should I sleep? I feel like I haven't slept

ou want," h

o sleep outside

ou want, in

. "Your father, does h

es

?" I ask, curious. In the picture

-five years. Why are yo

am you. I just want to

your sister and mother, what about your

unger and I've accepted it now.

s he watches me closely. "I wish I could see life thro

ooks different at night, as if the trees are replaced with ominous versions of themselves to scare children away. "If I don't, then I know I'll begin to hate life. I can't let myself become depre

s up at it too. "Every word that leaves your

eps into my skin and the entire sensation relaxes my being. Gently, he brushes the stray, damp hairs from my face. We both gaze deeper into each other's eyes; not a word spoken by either of us. I am losing mys

h up into fists. Why must he do th