THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

Emma sighed heavily as she served the last table before her shift comes to an end.

Her whole body was aching from the three hours of steady running around to take orders and to serve in response to the orders taken. She was famished, but grateful that it had all come to an end. She also knew that it would get better with time;first times were usually the worst.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Wheew, finally.” She muttered, removing the café’s uniform and badge and placing it in one of the racks in the worker’s closet. Picking up her bag which was in the same row with the racks, she trudged out of the room, humming the fifth harmony’s ‘it’s all about black magic’.

Saying a few byes to her co workers, she walked out of the Ac-overrun café into the enclasp of the hot sun. Cursing at the sun tiredly as she walked; she took out a yellow stripped scarf from her pocket, and wiped her face rigorously; some beads of sweats had already made their way across her forehead.

“Hey.” A male voice called out.

But Emma continued on her course. She wasn’t in the mood for guys who thought they were handsome enough to stop a girl walking. They were all egotistical brats. She thought.

“Hey.” The voice called out again, for the second time; this time holding her by the hand, thus stopping her movement forcefully.

“Yes!” She shouted, getting irritated at his touch for no apparent reason. She blamed it on her tiredness.

Turning around to look at the unlucky guy which had interrupted her walking pace, she found herself looking into a pair of deep blue eyes. Derek came to her thought. But taking note of his blond short hair, she scoffed, then blamed her mind. It seemed to be thinking of the ponytailed guy with deep blue eyes very much.

“I’m sorry if I disturbed you.” The guy said, smirking. He was slightly amused at the human’s feistiness which reminded him of his sister. What had caught his attention about her and stayed was her deep red hair. He hadn’t seen a hair as long and as red as hers. It made her look fierce, but more beautiful too.

“I just saw you around the corner, and I thought…” He was saying, when he was interrupted by a girl.

“Chasing after another girl again?” She said, dropping a knock on his head.

“No sis. I just wanted to say hello.” He replied, scratching the spot where the knock had dropped earlier, as he pouted his lips at his sister.

Emma watched the display between the duo and found herself smiling. She knew they were siblings; their similar blond hair type and deep blue eyes already sold them out. They also got her thinking of home. She missed her sister, Amelia.

“Sorry for the disturbances that my brother might have caused you. He is always like this.” The girl said to her, before dragging her brother away from the spot to a red car that was parked by the road.

Watching them enter the car and zoom off, Emma wondered when she would have her own car. She didn’t think she could keep up with this walking, or keep calling Clem daily to pick her up for school; even though she knew he would love to help. She hated being a disturbance or pest.

‘Seems I would be calling up Papa sooner than I thought.’ She muttered, crossing the road to the other side.

Taking out her phone out of her side pocket, she scrolled to the call log; already deciding to call Clem. She didn’t think she could walk the distance home now in her current state. She was very tired.

She paused as she came across Derek’s number on her contact list. She had saved his number with Bean head.

“Should I call him?” She mused, debating on whether to call him or Clem. She decided on the latter. She wouldn’t let Derek to see her in her tired state, her hair was already sticking out at the ends.

She had resolved in the worker’s closet back at the café to always carry some make up items in her purse like powder, and the lip gloss, the comb too as her sister, Amelia, usually does. It would save her from looking disheveled after a tiresome day at work.

“Emma.”

Emma cursed inwardly as she heard the all too familiar voice call out her name. ‘Speaking of the devil..’ she muttered, as she turned to face the cute owner of the voice.

“You look stressed out.” He said, as he reached her spot. He ran his fingers over her hair in a bid to tame those which had stuck out, down.

“I know.” She replied monotonely, trying to ignore the rush of feelings and the cloud of emotions his hand running over her hair had invoked.

“What are you doing here?” She asked.

“I came for you.” He replied.

Okay, the dude knew his way with words. Emma concluded, looking away from his face. She might zone out on him, if she kept staring back at him.

“Let’s go. I came with a car.” He said, taking her bag from her, and flinging it across his left shoulder; then intertwining their hands together, like it was a normal thing to do.

“Derek..” Emma whispered. She didn’t understand the tingling feelings that were assailing her body at his touch. ‘what would happen if they kissed then?’ She thought, and shuddered.

Derek seeing his little witch shudder thought she had developed a fever.

“Are you feeling feverish?” He asked worriedly, palming her face with his hands as he stared deeply into her forest green eyes.

‘Hell yeah’ Emma screamed inside her. The other type of feverish though. She thought as she stared back into his deep blue eyes. Her heart was racing, pounding sporadically at her chest. She felt faint.

“No, I’m okay.” She finally said, removing his palms from her face. She was too young to die. She thought, trying to calm her heart.