My Hockey Alpha

Nina

When I got home, Jessica and Lori were both furious.

“Where were you!” Jessica yelled as soon as I walked in the door. I didn’t even have a chance to hang my jacket up.

“You totally ditched us,” Lori chimed in, folding her arms across her chest. ” We thought you got kidnapped or something. Then that freak typhoon hit and you still weren’t answering your phone.”

“Okay, mom and dad,” I said, tossing my bag down on the counter. “I’m sorry. Just, you know… I was lonely, and there was a cute guy.”

Jessica let out a big sigh. “Well, you could’ve at least let us know you were leaving,” she said. “But I know with everything going on lately, stuff like that happens.”

Meanwhile, Lori didn’t seem convinced at all. She had always been more intuitive than Jessica and could always see through a lie, but she didn’t say anything this time. Still, seeing her hurt expression made me feel awful for lying and I couldn’t let myself walk away like this.

I took a deep breath. “Actually,” I said, looking at my feet, “that’s not what happened. I did something really stupid, and honestly I’m lucky that it didn’t turn out worse than it did.”

Jessica and Lori were silent. When I looked up at them, they both looked concerned and confused. I sighed and continued.

“I didn’t watch my drink at the bar and I got drugged.”

Jessica gasped and clamped her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide. Lori, without a word, ran over to me and threw her arms around me.

a few moments. The longer Lori held me, the more I felt like I was going to cry until I couldn’t hold it in anymore and I started sobbing into Lori’s shoulder. Jessica came over and rubbed my

asshole’s place all night, were you?” Lori asked finally, pulling away a bit to look at me. The smudged makeup under her eyes from the night before made her expression

Thankfully, a friend of

I was actually picked up by a talking skeleton

at me through her tears. “I’m glad you’re okay,”

or if… They were doing something

up work with Tiffany and was heading home. We had spent the day in her office treating students, since there was a flu outbreak on campus. Needless to say, after hours of tending to feverish and vomiting students, I was exhausted

office all day, and the campus was quiet. I enjoyed nights like this more than anything; feeling the cool autumn breeze on my

for me,

tracks as she approached. She looked strung out on something, storming toward me with her fists balled up at her sides and her hair a mess. She was

I said nervously with a little wave when I realized that she was indeed

she growled, not hesitating for a second before her hand flew forward and grabbed one of my

my hair free from her surprisingly strong grip. “What

dirty, pathetic little slut!” she yelled, yanking my hair so hard that tears

It’s not what you–” I said, but she didn’t seem to care. She clearly just wanted

out of my bag and slamming on the concrete. I groaned and attempted

spit flying out of her mouth

saw flashes of light as Lisa grabbed me by the throat and throttled me, hitting my head on the sidewalk. I grabbed her wrists and attempted to stop her, but

grip tightened around my throat.

tried to get her off of me, but the longer she choked me, the weaker I