One Night With The Alpha

"Amelie, please don't do this. We both know what happens when you start to snoop around." Misty a childhood friend spoke to Amelie, Her best friend since diapers. "Well I can't help it, Misty, I know Caleb is cheating on me. I can feel it in my gut." Amelie replied as she savagely rummaged through her boyfriend's things. Amelie had been dating Caleb since High school. They were what you would call High school sweethearts. Winning prom king and prom queen they still stood by each other's side. It was no secret however that Caleb, unfortunately, had a thing for more than one woman at a time. After dealing with it throughout high school Amelie was hell-bent on not letting it happen again. If that meant going to his job to search his office at 2 am while dragging her best friend then so be it. That dirty bastard should pray that I don't find something or so help me God I will... "Amelie, don't do this, don't jump to conclusions, maybe someone just left it here while Caleb was out somewhere." Misty fidgeted. Misty tried with her dear life to help out her brother in his case but she very well knew what that specific item in his drawer meant. Caleb had stuffed a red thong under his box of pens and paper clips in his drawer. The i***t had forgotten to lock it none the less. Misty could feel a hint of relief and pity for her moronic brother. Enraging Amelie was not something one should gloat about. Well at least now we know why he's been acting strange lately, the i***t actually tried to play her... AGAIN. God... if you are listening right now please let Amelie spare my brother, he is a disgusting pig but he does have his good qualities. They are just hidden, deep deep deep down in that black hole he calls a heart. "People just don't leave their undergarments in a drawer in a CFO's office. Especially not under a box of pens and paper clips!" Amelie raged with venom at her best friend. I am going to strangle him! Amelie thought as she stormed out of his office with a said undergarment in hand. She was also going to strangle whoever wore this sorry excuse for underwear. As Amelie stormed out of his office and towards the elevator Misty tried with all her might to keep the wicked witch of the west from rising. She hated when Amelie got angry, it took a lot to anger Amelie but when she got mad all hell would break loose and no one not even Misty was saved from the wrath of Amelie Holmes. Oh, Jesus please strike my brother with lightning before Amelie gets to him, he will suffer less in your hands than hers. Misty pleaded as the elevator finally dinged and opened its doors to the main lobby of the building. All the way to the car Misty prayed that her brother had a good explanation for what Amelie had found. Amelie, on the other hand, remained in a difficult battle between strangling Caleb or smothering him with a pillow in his sleep. Would he suffer more being hanged to death or would he suffer more taking his last breath under a pillow? As Amelie thought about revenge on her best friend's brother Misty couldn't help but just pray. As they climbed into the car Misty could feel Amelie's anger wash out in waves. Amelie was past heartbroken and too far off the reservation to notice she was going 92 in a 55 zone. Misty couldn't help her pounding heart in her throat as Amelie car surfed through waves of traffic. Amelie was a great driver but Misty couldn't help but pray to the heavens every time she climbed into that death chamber on wheels. Unlike Amelie who was strong, alluring, and independent. Misty was quiet, shy, and very cautious. She hated when Amelie went on random rampages like this one, where she would wake up with a so-called epiphany and start world war III with someone. That someone usually tended to be Caleb. The entire car ride home Misty worried for her brother's life, but she couldn't blame Amelie. Caleb was a man w***e and in some ways, he deserved the wrath of Amelie Jenova. Misty just couldn't put her mind to rest. Why would Caleb cheat? I thought he was happy with Amelie, he told me he was going to propose. Why cheat when you're going to propose to your girlfriend? Misty couldn't quite calculate her brother's actions. If he truly did love Amelie, like he claimed he did then why sleep around? Misty was quickly brought back from her train of thought when she heard a car door slam shut. She hadn't noticed her best friend park the car in the driveway and sprint towards their home. Misty and Amelie always planned on having their own place together when they were younger. Now at the age of 26 and finishing up college they live in a beautiful home. One she only had to share with her brother from time to time, but by the way that things were looking, he wasn't going to be living there much longer. Misty slowly climbed out of the car as a yawn escaped her lips. She was tired and still dressed in her nightgown. Amelie had awoken her so that they could go and search around her brother's office for anything weird. Amelie busted the door down like she was on some kind of mission. You could see the steam escaping her ears as she climbed the steps to the second floor. She was way too far gone to negotiate with her. Misty sighed and decided not to intervene. To be honest Misty was afraid when Amelie was like this. She would snap at anyone who would try to get in her way. Misty had only seen Amelie get this mad once before in her life. Back when they were both 17 Misty's boyfriend had hit her and Amelie lost it. "Zander" Misty's boyfriend had ended up in the hospital for a total of 4 days and 3 nights. After that, she never saw Zander again. From time to time Misty wonders 'What if' but she usually doesn't dwell on it. It's best to leave the past in the past. Like her mom always said. Misty was pulled from her thoughts when she heard a crash and some glass break. Oh, God... Amelie had definitely broken one of Caleb's bones by now. Amelie yelled and yelled but couldn't seem to get over her anger. She had just thrown a vase that she bought last year in a garage sale. Luckily it didn't reach Caleb's face. He had managed to dodge it, but he didn't necessarily dodge the other items that had been swung at him. Like Amelie's left high heel, a hair dryer, a remote control, and a lampshade. "Babe, you're being irrational." Caleb tried to reason but failing to do so. "OH IM BEING IRRATIONAL?!" Amelie yelled as her body was fueled more by hatred and anger. "It's not what you think!" Caleb yelled back, finally done with her attitude and her temper tantrums. Caleb had finally snapped. He could no longer stand that infuriating woman. He had done nothing wrong in his eyes and was done with trying to explain. He quickly dodged another item and made his way to Amelie. He grabbed her by the arms and pulled her close to his chest. Amelie fought back not wanting to be touched. Especially not by Caleb. He disgusted her. Memories of high school, when she found him in the girl's bathroom with one of the school's slut. Or when in college she caught him in class sticking his face in another girl's mouth. Caleb pulled Amelie close to him despite her fights and grabbed her chin forcefully. He knew that Amelie was in love with him and would forgive him if she just calmed down. It was easy to sway her because of her strong feelings for him. He knew that if he played his card right she would fall into his hands just like she always did. "Princess, listen to me. I love you and only you. You are my world and you should never doubt that. What you found in my drawer was a mistake and I promise never to do it again. Seeing you this angry has changed me. I am a better man now. I promise. I just don't want to lose you." Caleb whispered softly. 'Cue my tears and this is a done deal' He thought to himself. "I just can't imagine life without you." Caleb softly sobbed. He leaned in gently for a kiss. His eyes quickly shut as he waited for Amelie to kiss him, but was quickly caught off guard when he felt a cold sting on his cheek and his full arms were now empty as he opened his eyes. A look of surprise and shock was etched on his face as he stared down at Amelie who had a red hand. There was no doubt in Caleb's mind that his cheek matched her hand. He could feel the warmth spreading across his right cheek. "Get your things and get out of my house. I want nothing to do with you, Caleb, you are now part of my past."