My Alpha

3

I don't know how long I sat on the bed crying. Tony gave up eventually and left me alone. He probably went back to f*****g his blonde slut. I didn't care. Tony was a tool. I can't believe I gave him so much of my time of my life. I thought of all the times he worked late, and I would bring him dinner. All the times he would take me and screw me in his office. How many other women was he screwing in his office? How many other young girls did he take advantage of? I felt sick to my stomach.

I couldn't stay in this house any longer. I had to get out of here. I went to the closet and started ripping my clothes off the hangers and tossing them on the bed. I started going around the room grabbing my stuff. When I was finished, my belongs were on a huge pile on the bed. I needed to figure out how I was going to get everything in my car. I opened the bedroom door and headed downstairs.

It was quiet. I went to the kitchen and saw a note on the counter. It was to me from Tony. He said he had to go to the office and would be back as soon as he could. I took advantage of having the house to myself. I ran to the sink and pulled out the box of trash bags. I took the box and sprinted up the steps. I ran to the bed and started shoving all my stuff into one of the bags. I didn't stop until the bed was empty.

I went into the bathroom and threw all my stuff into a bag. I ran around upstairs grabbing everything that was mine and shoving it into a bag. Once I got everything, I carried all my bags downstairs and left them by the front door. I grabbed another bag and ran around downstairs filling it with all my stuff. I left all the pictures of myself and Tony. I didn't want any memories of my time with him. I took one last look around the house to make sure I had everything, then I went and started loading my bags into my car.

I left my key on the counter and locked the door on my way out. I was pulling out of the driveway just as Tony was coming up the road. He saw me and stopped rolling down his window. I didn't even look his way as I drove right by him. He pulled into the driveway and turned around. He followed me out of the neighborhood and onto the freeway. My car was faster than his. So when I saw an opening I took it. I pushed the gas petal all the way down and took off. He tried to keep up with me but failed. I looked in the rearview mirror and watched as his car grew smaller and smaller until finally I couldn't see him anymore.

I let out the breath I hadn't realized I was holding. I didn't know what my next move was, but one thing was for sure, Tony would never be part of it.

I stopped at the gas station to fill up my car. I wasn't sure what to do next. I didn't want to see Tony, so going back was not an option right now. I need to think and figure out my next move. I headed towards my mom's house. I could stay there until I figured it out. But I needed sleep. Fatigue was setting in. I pulled into the first hotel I came to. It was one of those big franchise hotels. The parking lot was full. I worried that they might not have any rooms available.

I walked in, and the lobby was full of people. Some were checking in while others were just moving about the hotel. The hotel was nice. There were couches and chairs set up throughout the lobby. I walked over and got in line to speak with the front counter. There were about fifteen people in front of me. I waited as the front desk checked everyone in.

I was down to five people in front of me. A man stood at the counter pissed. From what I could gather from the conversation, he didn't have a reservation and there were no rooms available. After a few minutes of arguing with the woman behind the counter, the man grabbed his bag and stormed out.

My chances of getting a room didn't look good. But I stayed in line and waited my turn. If they didn't have any rooms available they may be able to lead me in the direction of a hotel that might.

It was finally my turn. I smiled as I approached the counter.

"Hi," I said as friendly as I could.

"Hello!"

"I would like a room for the night," I said, still smiling.

"Do you have a reservation?" she asked.

"No, I'm afraid I don't."

"I'm sorry, but we have no rooms available for tonight."

"There is nothing at all available? I don't need anything fancy, I just need a bed to get some sleep."

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but we are fully booked."

"I am exhausted. Do you know if there is a hotel close by that might have an available room?"

"I'm sorry, I don't. There is a business convention in town. It will be hard to find a room without a reservation." she said, giving me a sympathetic look.

"You will have to drive about fifty miles out of town to get a hotel."

"What?" I asked in surprise.

"The convention is huge. It's hosted here every year. People come from all over to attend. We were booked months ago."

"I don't think I can drive fifty miles. Would it be a problem if I slept for a few hours in my car?"

"I would not recommend it. But if that is what you must do, you can't do it on our property. They will have your car towed. The parking lot is for guests only."

"I'm sorry I'm not very familiar with this area. Do you know of a parking lot close by I could park in without it being an issue?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am I don't."

"Well, thank you for your time," I said, turning to walk away.

"Excuse me." A tall, handsome muscled man in silk pajamas and slippers said to me. "I could not help but overhear your conversation. I think I can help," he said.

"I am staying in one of the suites here. It has two rooms in it. I don't need both rooms. I would be more than happy to let you stay in the extra room for the night."

"What?" I asked, confused. "Why would you do that?"

"The thought of you sleeping in your car would keep me up all night. I would never be able to live with myself if something happened to you."

"I'm not going to sleep with you if that's what your thinking."