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.

I couldn’t

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

friend of mine saw

them that I was actually picked up by a talking skeleton and carried

me through her

were avoiding me, or if… They were doing something to the guy who tried to drug me. The thought haunted me all day, but I

there was a flu outbreak on campus. Needless to say, after hours of tending to feverish and vomiting students, I was exhausted and just

day, and the campus was quiet. I

seemed that the universe had something else in store for

balled up at her sides and her hair a mess. She was wearing her skimpy cheerleading uniform with no

with a little wave when I realized

for a second before her hand flew forward and grabbed one of my braids,

free from her surprisingly strong grip. “What are

day, you dirty, pathetic little slut!” she yelled, yanking my

said, but she didn’t seem to care. She clearly just

hair and shoved me hard enough to send me to the ground, my laptop and notebooks falling out of my bag and slamming on the concrete. I groaned and attempted to stand, but she was on top of

screamed, spit flying out of her

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 it was no use. It was like

grip tightened around my throat.

of me, but the longer she choked me, the