The Prejudiced Alpha

Chapter 4

The way to the hospital was a blur. I was wasted. I had drank far too much. At first, all was well. Jenny and I were in the back seat together. We drunkenly sang along to every song and had a few good laughs. Carrie and Suzie laughed at our antics, mostly amused. By the time we left the city and hit the country roads, my stomach wasn't doing so well. Each turn was disorienting. Keeping my eyes open seemed to be making it worse so I closed them and tried to take deep breaths. I could feel myself growing warmer and starting to sweat. I was filled with regret and self loathing. What made me take all those shots? I was no party girl. I hadn't even intended to drink tonight. Ugh. What was wrong with me? I focused on my breathing. 

 Next thing I knew Carrie was waking me up. I had fallen asleep on the way there. Half asleep and embarrassed (and still drunk) I scrambled out of the SUV. Jenny didn't seem to be doing much better than me. If anything, she was worse. Jenny looked as if she may blow chunks at any moment. Guilt filled me. We both felt like garbage and it was my fault. 

"I am sorry. I should never have bought all those shots." I said

"It's okay. It's not like you forced me to drink them." She said, shrugging. Suzie rushed inside and disappeared and Carrie stayed close to us as we went inside to the waiting room. 

The moment we walked in, Gabriel rushed over to Carrie. Again I felt a small pang of jealousy. Why couldn't I have something like that? Was I ever going to find someone to be with? More self loathing. Why did I do those shots? 

"How is she doing?" Carrie asked Gabriel. 

"She is fine. She has been in there for a while. My Mom came out a bit ago and updated everyone. Marcus is a wreck." He said, running his hands through his hair as if stressed. "They are watching the babies close but they needed Suzie in case she needs a C-section." Carrie nodded and sat down with Gabriel, holding his hand. 

 I looked around the room for the first time since we arrived and was immediately met with dark eyes full of contempt. Feeling bold (and drunk) I glared back. He scowled at me and broke eye contact. What was this guy's problem!? With nothing better to do, I waited until he looked at me again. It didn't take long. When Jon looked my way again, he seemed surprised to see me still looking at him. Before he could switch his expression from bewilderment to loathing I winked at him in a very exaggerated way and blew a kiss. I immediately regretted my actions, wondering what came over me. Jon looked livid and stormed out of the waiting room. 

Gabriel looked around and then at me. He must have seen me because he seemed amused. Trying not to laugh he left the room. I assumed he was going after Jon. Carrie looked at me with a puzzled expression and I just shrugged, too embarrassed to admit what I had just done. 

 The room started to spin and I decided I wanted some fresh air. I motioned to Carrie and let her know I was going to step out and she nodded. 

I walked outside and felt immediate relief as the cold air filled my lungs. I bent over and took a few deep breaths, feeling better with each one. I heard the crackle of leaves and the sound of someone walking in my direction and snapped up. The sound was coming from behind me and I whirled around to meet Jon standing right in front of me. I drank in the sight of him, his dark hair and bronzed skin. He had such masculine power about him and it didn't hurt that he towered over me. I felt like the air had been pulled out of my lungs when he leaned in close and said quietly:

"Did you follow me?"