The Alpha's Obsession

10: Gone

Word Count: 1,606

Watching them together was like someone squeezing my heart painfully over and over until I could no longer stand up straight anymore. She looked happy, genuinely happy but she was mine. She was only supposed to be that happy with me. I can't let her go now.

Not now.

Not ever.

I spent my days watching them. From what my informant that I sent to keep an eye on told me, they had been inseparable since they got off the plane. I didn't understand it. How could she? I thought she was beginning to get used to me? Was it because of what I did to her? Couldn't be. She liked it. Right?

I held the newspaper I was holding higher up to shield my face from them. They were currently at the beach having a picnic. He was feeding her red grapes. I should be the only one putting anything in her mouth. She smiled and ate the grapes right from from his fingertips. She should only be doing that to me.

She leaned up and kissed him hesitantly on the lips.

Throb.

My heart clenched painfully and I couldn't help but to rub at it like it would suddenly go away.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and swallowed her lips into a fiery kiss. I could hear her slight moan of approval as their kiss became heated.

I stood up abruptly from the table I was at. The chair I was siting on was forcefully thrown back where it toppled over.

They looked up for a moment at the sudden sound but I had already begun my departure from the ungodly sight.

I walked a little ways down the beach and took a spot in the warm sand. I looked out at the setting sun and released a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I thought everything between us was fine. When we were in the hotel, I thought that she had forgiven me. She didn't seem angry in any way.

I closed my eyes for a moment and I had the urge of wanting to cry. Knowing that the one that was made for me, didn't want me like I wanted her was heartbreaking.

The pain in my chest was excruciating now and I knew what was happening.

She was making love to him.

I needed to get away. The further away from her I was, the less agonizing the pain was. I swiftly stood up from my spot on the beach.

The sun had long gone down, leaving the sky a dusty pink as the last rays disappeared over the horizon.

Taking one last glance towards the ocean, I started making my way up towards the hotel I was staying at. I needed to go home. I couldn't stand to be here any longer.

I stuffed my hands in my pockets as I carefully stepped over the jagged rocks that lined the beach.

Looking down the beach, the amounts of resorts and hotels that lined the Miami shore was extensive. For as far as the eye could see there were hotels. Most were massive and shined bright as the sky turned darker and darker.

After sliding my card to unlock the door, I made a beeline towards the stairs. The elevators here were slow and clunky which didn't make any sense for the price it costed.

10 flights later, I opened up the door that led me to my hallway. There was a blonde petite girl standing at the end of the corridor. She was balancing a tray of ice in her hand and carrying her luggage in the other. When the door to the stairs closed behind me, her head instantly snapped to me. Her eyes looked at me narrowly for a moment before widening when my scent hit her.