{ Angelique }I know I’m acting psychotic again, but I don't care.Elliot on the other hand clearly cares A LOT, because he overreacts a bit. He forces us to do a continuous plank. That might sound easy, but it’s hell after five minutes and we have to do that shit for two hours with just a few minutes to rest here and there. My upper body has never felt this tired. But that’s not all because for lunch we get served paste. Of course, Marea has a hard time keeping it down, but I’m used to it by this point. I just swallow it and drink a lot of water. I tell Marea to do the same because she really needs to eat something, but she can't force more than three spoonfuls down her throat when she is throwing it up. Unfortunately for her, Elliot decided to join us in the cafeteria so he demands Marea to keep eating. He’s being unusually cruel, so much so he reminds me of his father. "You know what the punishment is for someone who hides, don't you, Monroe?" He asks when we get in formation af
"Thank you for your sweet words, Elliot, but I’m dead serious. I don't want to be with you anymore,” I say. Elliot sighs and ignores my words, he moves his hand until it's cradling the back of my neck and he pulls our foreheads together, "I'm emotionally exhausted. I can't take it anymore.""But we haven't even started, Angie," he complains. As usual, oblivious to the facts."That's the problem. You've ruined me and you’re not even my boyfriend, do you have any idea how damaged you left me?" my voice starts to rise but I restrain myself at the end. I don’t want to fight, I just want him to disappear, "Seriously, just leave.""I won't," he denies, getting even closer to me until his legs are tangled with mine and I can feel all of him. His breath smells minty he's not wearing his uniform so this feels even more intimate, "Please just shut up for a second and let me say this. It's kind of hard for me.""Ugh, fine. But then you’ll go,” I accept. Elliot takes a deep breath like he's prepa
{ Angelique }"What was he doing here?" Marea demands to know the moment Elliot leaves, sounding annoyed. I'm about to tell her to shut up but I hear a faint cry and I frown. I put a finger to Marea's lips to shut her up and she puts it in her mouth to bite it softly. I gasp, trying to grab her hand to bite her back, but then I hear another sound, this one a little louder and clearer, and I realize that is Xavier the one who’s crying.I get up from my bed immediately and crawl into his. Xav has his hands covering his face and his whole bed is shaking. My chest feels funny and I can't do anything besides hug him."What's wrong, Xav?” I ask softly, stroking his short hair. Xavier finally uncovers his face."That was just so beautiful," he says softly, "What Elliot said. I heard everything, you know I have trouble sleeping... and you guys weren't exactly being quiet.""Oh, I freaked out for a moment. I thought Luc had done something wrong.""No, no, nothing like that," Xavier gives me a
I go into preservation mode and start looking around to see where I'm going to hide. Marea is doing the same, but Elliot is just standing in front of the door, hyperventilating silently."Elliot, move. Do you want them to find us?""We're going to get found, that's a fact. We can't hide from five alphas in this place," he explains, and I grimace because he's kind of right. They've been trained for way harder things than finding three people in a room this size. I know from experience, if I was indoors, my dad would always find me, "We need another plan. I can tell them we came here for alcohol. My father will forgive anything I do as long as it has to do with alcohol or sex. But Monroe is there, I don't think... agh."Elliot moves to the bar to grab a bottle, but his words make my mind start spinning. Yes, my dad is out there, but he loves Elliot. And I think he appreciates Marea. Being out here getting drunk is something that will definitely piss him off… but anything else will make
When my head clears a little, I start to feel... guilty. I can't believe I was dreaming about Marea... but it's not like I want her, right? No, I definitely don't. That was just a creation of my subconscious.But still feeling guilty for mentally cheating on Angie, I walk to the shower and end the dream there, except this time I can picture two Angeliques instead of that other omega. I don't think about this too much because it's normal, I've had millions of dreams like this, only now the protagonists happen to be my (soon to be) girlfriend and her best friend/enemy, which is kind of weird.Also, I don't think Angelique would be mad if I told her, right? Because she’s the only one to blame here for putting that idea into my head when she kissed Marea in front of me.When Luc and I get to the formation everyone is already here except for Marea. The poor girl is two minutes late with her hair dripping wet, so besides having to eat paste today, she earned another punishment.I was goin
My first mistake today was deciding it was safe to leave my room at four in the morning to go have breakfast. My second mistake was taking the long way to get to the cafeteria, because that's the way my mother is coming, carrying a thousand things in her arms.I make a strangled sound and start backing up to make an escape to the left, hoping she hasn't seen me, but it's too late."Elliot!" she shouts and hurries up the walk, “Happy Birthday!”I know her well enough to know that she'll try to hug me even with all that stuff she’s carrying, which will end in disaster, so I reach over to grab the cake and the gas balloons that say 'happy birthday' 'it's a boy' 'I love you' etc., leaving her hands freer for when she stamps herself against me and surrounds my body like a snake, trying to carry me, "...so big and so handsome, I always knew you would become the most beautiful, respectable, perfect alpha. You are the most important thing I have, my biggest pride, my handsome boy, the only go
{ Angelique }I don't know why I was so nervous and so mortified about my gift, I should have assumed this would make Elliot happy, he's a very basic man.I still wish I could have given him something else, but it was hard enough to get the pizza in here. Luc got in trouble with his dad for going out to buy it. But it was worth it because Elliot liked it."Okay, it's time to eat," I announce, sitting down on the blanket and waiting for Elliot to do the same, "I'm starving. Thanks to someone, I haven't eaten anything but paste.""You deserved it," he replies, without any kind of apparent remorse, sitting down next to me and opening a box. I end up eating four slices and would have kept going except that I couldn't force the pizza down my throat anymore. I really needed something delicious in my system. As time went on, we somehow ended up lying on the blanket together. Now we're both on our backs, my head on Elliot's arm. We've been here, just talking, for a while. It feels good."Ho
Once we get in the car, I get the realization that we are going to Las Vegas and I get excited because I’ve never been there before. The only thing that is bothering me is knowing that I will have to spend time with the General. I've always hated him, but after hearing my poor baby complaining I hate him more than before. I can't bear to even think about him, I don't know how I'll make it through dinner next to him without causing a scene and telling him everything I think of him.On the way, the weirdest thing happens: Elliot grabs my hand. I'm so shocked and weirded out by this that my hand starts to sweat a little, but he doesn't seem to mind. In fact, he doesn't even seem to realize what he's doing.The drive is much faster than I expected and the city is gorgeous, there are millions of lights and lots of people coming in and out of everywhere. "Okay, we're here," Elliot mutters as we pull up to Caesars Palace, unbuckling his seatbelt and taking a deep breath before getting out