The Dark Alpha

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

I enjoyed spending time with myself, especially being here in New Cresthill. I haven't had much time alone ever since I moved here, honestly, it's either been school, Janice or Arthur and even though I do appreciate the company, I came here to work on myself and have some free time. So this Saturday I made sure that I cleared up my entire day to spend with myself and just have some quiet time with my thoughts and the nature around me.

I woke up after ten o'clock and cleaned around my house, before taking a shower and getting dressed in a Ralph Lauren long sleeved crêpe dress that reached slightly above my knees. A rebellious option to be honest, if my mother was here she'd have ripped it off my body or had it tailored until it reached below my knees.

I put on a pair of black Nike runners and had a headband around my hair to keep it still as I headed outside of my house and climbed the new bicycle I'd bought for the fun of it.

As embarrassing as it was, it still had its training wheels but I didn't mind it. I wasn’t an expert when it came to riding bicycles instead I was given books to read while other children my age were running around having fun, splashing water on each other and riding bicycles or skateboards.

It felt amazing to do such a mundane activity like riding a bicycle as I cycled through the town, enjoying the feel of the air on my face as I pedaled through.

"If only Pearl was here to do this with me," I thought aloud to myself when I finally got the confidence to pick up speed as I went downhill, "I'm sure she would’ve enjoyed it," I said half heartedly.

My sister was the most stuck up woman I knew, more stuck up than my mother. Pearl was a woman in a man's world as she always said and that required her to not be a pushover. I loved to just sit down and converse with my sister about various topics because her wisdom seemed endless.

She was the most interesting person I knew. She had her life together at such a young age and she kept getting better and better with each passing day.

Academically is what I'm referring to, because when it came to socially, you'd have better luck making a friend with a wall.

I knew better than to judge her though, I've heard how cruel the political world can be, especially on black women who aren't afraid to speak up. She's labelled as that angry black woman but I know that she's assertive and a leader and many people don't know how to handle that thus feeling very threatened. Which they should, because she was a force to be reckoned with just like my mother.

I stopped the bicycle with both my feet and the brakes as I looked at this dirt path that led off the road. "Is it safe?" I asked myself, I'd gotten the habit of talking to myself at a young age.

I looked behind me to see the road and all of the houses and I remembered that not even a dog would get killed on these roads at night, so it was very safe. I'd walked in the woods surrounding my house at odd hours of the night and nothing's ever happened. Even the children are running around and I could hear them playing at strange hours of the night, which is a bit creepy now that I think about it.

I saw tyre marks and footprints in the sand and relaxed as I started down the path with my bicycle, looking around at the big beautiful trees that seemed a bit creepy, but nature's nature and that's beautiful in its self.

I don't know how long I’ve been cycling for, sometimes picking up speed to see how fast I can go, and other times slowing down because I was enjoying the fresh breeze coming from the trees. That was until I noticed that the pathway only got dirtier and was covered in rocks, too many to ride my bicycle over so I stopped at a tree. Putting my bicycle against it, I climbed off and patted my Gucci GG marmont matelassé leather belt bag to make sure that my phone, pepper spray and taser was inside before I put on my Louis Vuitton monogram sunglasses and started my track down the path some more.

For what reason? I don't know.

The path got narrower and rougher, until I struggled to squeeze myself between two massive rocks before I stumbled out, heaving, I looked up and the world seemed so much brighter.

I gaped at the sight before me, blinking several times to make sure I was really seeing this.

A dandelion flower field. Spread so far and wide, as far as my eye could see. Butterflies flittered by, birds were flocking together in the sky, the sun was shining oh so beautifully, there was a couple of big fluffy clouds- a picture perfect moment.

I slid my sunglasses off my face before a wide smile spread across my cheeks and I took a step forward to take it all in.

I let my fingers run over the flowers as I walked through it, doing the occasional spin, feeling like I had walked into a picture up in some painter's home. I held out my hand, wondering if a single butterfly would land on it, but I had no such luck.

I looked down at my feet to make sure the ground was clean before I sat down, ruining the few flowers, hoping it wouldn't cost me my life as I put my sunglasses back on and just relaxed.

There was not a single car insight, nor a human or anything else that could ruin this peace. This is what I wanted. This is exactly what I needed.

To be surrounded by such beauty, to be surrounded by such green trees and lush soil, enjoying the life of not being the daughter of a power couple. This is where status didn't matter and wealth couldn't buy you peace, no matter how hard you tried. Peace came from within and I don't think I've ever felt like this.

Sometimes I felt like my achievements didn't define me. I wondered what life would've been like if I wasn't Diamond Louise? What would life have been like if I was just an ordinary girl?

I guess it's true that we're always chasing lives we can never truly live.

But maybe I can start now. Maybe I can stay here...

I didn’t have much time left, school's were closing in no more than 4 weeks and I know my family's expecting me to be back. I'll have to go back to that life I've gotten a break from.

What would happen if I stayed here and continued on as the HOD? What would happen if I told my parents that I want to pursue me...or is it my heart? I can't forget the handsome lad in my life who has me feeling unlike any other bachelor ever could.

He's got everything I've ever wanted in a man and so much more. He's kind hearted, smiled a whole lot more than when we just met, he made butterflies flutter in my stomach and my heart raced whenever he looked at me.

I touch him and I swear there are sparks and tingles throughout. When we kiss it feels like I'm floating and won't find my way back. When he whispers in my ear I can't help but want to just rip off my clothes and give him all of me.

I hate how I've fallen for him a whole lot more than I'd have liked. Not when I knew I had to leave eventually. I wasn't supposed to get attached, but there's nothing else you can do when a man with brown eyes, brown messy hair and full pink lips approaches you besides fall for them and hard.

I heard a rustling sound behind me and I frowned, looking around before I turned my head to look behind me.

"Arthur?"