"Alpha?"
I ignored the voice behind me. Quietly smoking my cigarette and keeping my eyes on the view. The skies were bright and blinding and the constant wind caused the tree to dance and the loud noises the birds made didn't go unnoticed. The trees and grasses vibrant in their respective colors, carrying the fresh smell of nature.
This is the closest thing to a clear head since that night, a night that kept playing in my head when I had my fingers buried inside her, squirming and moaning for a release as she coated my fingers with her juices. And each time I think about it I get angry to the point of blinding rage especially when I picture a golden ring with a red gemstone around her finger.
