CHAPTER 15 1.5

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Some crazy crazy like crazy shi happening to me so I didn't have the energy to update.

Here I am updating it

Plz enjoy! I forgot some stuff so it might be a little different but probably not.

Alex POV:

I knew it. I looked back on some of the footage hoping to see what happened between Lion and Ricky.

That little hoe really just fucking kissed my fucking kitten after hearing he found his mate.

And that's how I got where I am now. In Lion's room watching his sleep. 1AM in the morning exactly. I'm not watching him just for the fun of it. I have some rope, a cloth, and some sleeping alcohol in hand.

For kidnapping of course! I would only use this in that way for my little Ricky.

I have the sleeping alcohol in case he wakes up. I'm tying the cloth really tight so he doesn't make too much noise. tying him in a position where he can't escape me.

Hands behind his back, sitting on his knees. I made sure to tie it really tight to hurt. Then I pulled out my favorite toy. My special knife.

I used this knife for special occasions only. It was a gift from my mother before she died in front of me by the hands of my own father..

Flash back:

"Alex! Come get your bacon before I feed it to the dogs!!" My mom yelled at me. Bacon was my favorite. Mom always made it for me.

"Coming!" I yelled. Me running down the stairs at a harsh speed casing it to sound like I'm jumping very energetically.

"Slow down ya pig." My mom sad not batting me a eye, paying all her attention to placing the sizzling greasy bacon on one of our china plates.

We were very wealthy people. Whatever job my dad did, made us a lot of money. We weren't allowed to tell anyone we were as wealthy as we are. Not even my mom knows what my dads job is.

I never really saw him anyway. The only times I did see him were in family photos, which was one; and when he got home either super late and grumpy or super early and grumpy.

He was a very scary man. He was a Alpha. A very powerful one. That's why I didn't brake any of the rules. Let me tell you the rules

1. Don't tell anyone of our wealthiness
2. Don't go in dads room
3. Don't go in the basement
4. Don't go in room 14B
5. Don't disobey 'father'
6. Listen to 'father'
7. Don't question 'father' unless necessary
8. Don't talk back to 'father'.

One time I went down to get a glass of water after waking up thirsty and craving for it. On my way down the stairs I heard a crash and crying.

The crying sounding too much like my mother. "I-I'm sorry-" my mom begged followed by the loud booms of glass breaking.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP DISRESPECTFUL BITCH! NOW CLEAN UP THIS FUCKING MESS AND SET ME UP A NICE WARM BATH HOE! WHY THE FUCK DID I MARRY YOU ANYWAY!?" I peaked around the corner and got a glimpse of what was happening.

My mom was on her knees, hands shaking. My dad took off what I guessed was his wedding ring, and threw it harshly at her forehead. Followed by a kick in her nose.

He stomped off leaving my mom shakily trying to clean up the broken mess but failing horribly.

I slowly stalked towards her. I crouched down to her level. She looked me in the eye and started wailing. She pulled me into a hug and whispered "I'm so sorry" and "I wish it hadn't been how it is" in my ear over and over.

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