Once Ezra picked me up, we headed right to the party.
At the party, there were already people there. Some were drunk, some were making out, some were in the pool, some were in the hot tub, and others were just dancing to the music.
Ezra and I walked through the party, slithering through the crowd.
"STELLA!" I hear a familiar voice. As I turn around, my eyes widen to the familiar face.
"BEA!" I scream as I open my arms for her embrace. "I haven't seen you in a little bit," I tell her. As we let go of our embrace, I noticed her eyes going to Ezra's. The look she gave was like they knew each other. I decided to ignore the look they were giving each other.
"Hey, Bea," Ezra says. So I guess they do know each other.
"How do-" Before I was able to finish my sentence, Bea cut me off.
"He's my brother," She says, rolling her eyes.
"Oh. That makes sense," I tell her. She looks at Ezra before I notice her eyes fogging over a bit. That was a little weird. Maybe it's just the lights.
"So, bestie," Bea begins. "Ready to party?" She asks, energized.
"Duh," I tell her before she begins to drag me away from Ezra who has a weird look on his face.
As soon as we got to the bar, she got both of us a pina colada. She seemed to already be buzzed, so she must have been here before I even arrived.
"This is so much fun," She says, drinking the alcohol in one gulp.
"Yeah," I say, dancing to the music.
"Hey, you want to dance," A man says behind me. He was pretty handsome, but not as handsome as that one man, Apollo. Wow. This man had brown shaggy hair and he was wearing a t-shirt with some sort of character on it and jeans that were ripped at the knees.
"No thank you," I say. As I was about to walk away, he grabbed me back and began to grind on me. I made a disgusted snort before pulling away from him and 'accidentally' punching him in his dick. "Sorry," I tell him as he's hunched forward, holding onto his balls in pain. I walk away, towards a less loud area. For some reason, I just don't feel like dancing right now. I feel the alcohol slightly kicking in, but don't feel like standing back up.
"Hey, you good?" The Greek God of a man sits next to me, holding his beer in his hand.
"Yeah," I say, looking towards him. "Apollo?" I ask, pretending to not know his name. Of course, I'd remember it, he's hot.
"Then why aren't you over there, partying?" He asks, pointing to all of the people dancing and drinking.
"I guess I just needed a small break from all the noise," I tell him.
"I see," He says. I see a small glint in his eyes of something, but then I quickly look away, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.
"Anyways, I better get going," I tell him as I stand up and make my way back to all the people kind of quickly.
"Are you sure you have to go?" Apollo asks, stepping in front of me to stop me. As I look into his eyes, I notice a certain look I still can't figure out. I decide to ignore it before I step around him.
"Yes, positive," I say, heading straight to where I saw Bea last. Seeing Bea, I step straight up to her to find her pretty drunk.
"Hey, Bestie!" She screams in my ear. I grind my teeth at the slight pain in my ear before I decide to hopefully get my answer.
"Hey, Bea," I begin, she looks at me, giggling a bit. "Do you know him?" I ask pointing to Apollo. "He kind of gives me weird vibes," I tell her.
"Yeah, I know him," She giggles again while still dancing freely and drunkenly. "He's my Alpha," She says, seeming to not even know what she's saying.
"He's- What?" I ask, confused. She doesn't seem to hear me as she continues what she's doing.
"Bestie! Why don't you have another drink and get on my level?" She asks, shoving a beer in my hand. I decide otherwise as the word 'Alpha' circles in my brain. I put the beer that Bea shoved into my hand down before walking away to find Ezra.
"Hey," I hear the familiar voice behind me and turn around to face him.
"Oh. Hi Ezra," I say, waving at him.
"You enjoying the party?" He asks.
"Not really," I tell him. "I think I'm about ready to get home," I tell him.
"Okay," He says, shrugging his shoulders. "I can take you home," He says. I was about to ask him about the word 'Alpha' but decided otherwise as I just figured that I'd look it up on the internet when I got home.
"Are you sure?" I ask, not wanting to ruin his fun.
As if he was reading my mind, he responded. "I wasn't having much fun here anyways," He says before guiding me to his trucks. He's so sweet. I mean, I know I barely know him, but he just seems so kind and respectful. Especially after that failed planned party, which of course, is my bad.
Pulling up to my house, I smile to myself while I look at my house. I wasn't sure what came over me, but I ended up facing him with that same smile on my face before I surprised myself by kissing Ezra. Before I could continue the kiss, he gently pushed me off, which made me feel sad a bit.
"Uh." I begin as I begin to feel embarrassed. "I'm sorry-" I start to mumble and stutter. "I- I just th-thought that y-" Before I could finish, he cut me off.
"No, it's not you, Stella," He begins. "I just-" He pauses for a second before continuing. "I do like you and all, but it's a little complicated right now. I'd be honored to kiss you and all, but I just can't right now," He says, hurting me a bit more and confusing me.
"What?" I ask, confused.
"I'll have to explain to you at a better time when you understand more," He says, his face showing regret, but all I could do was focus on the pain that he was making me feel.
"I'm just going to go inside," I say, my voice full of pain.
"Can I maybe call you tomorrow?" He asks while I get out of the truck.
"Maybe we should just take a break from each other," I say, still a little upset while closing his truck door behind me and heading inside the house. I know we didn't know each other that long, but his rejection just hurt me a lot. It felt like there was a pull to him that I couldn't control.
Stepping inside the house, I let the tears begin to fall. I couldn't control them and all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and die. I decided to grab a bottle of water before heading up to my room to get into comfy clothes and hopefully get some sleep too.
Falling asleep was very difficult. A vision of a sad white and grey wolf flashed through my head. His familiar eyes looked full of pain and I couldn't decipher where those eyes came from. Soon, I decided to begin sketching again to maybe help me fall asleep. I sketched the wolf that I saw, carefully drawing each feature that I noticed.
As soon as I was finished, I decided to lay back in my bed and eventually felt myself dozing off to sleep again.