Heartless Alpha

Chapter Three

Didn't really much edit this chapter like I wanted, I actually like the first few chapters , so they'll be left like they are. But after chapter 6 I think I'll be re arranging things.

Also are you a bughead shipper !? Bc I so am!

    AFTER that little fiasco in the kitchen with Becky-the-bitch-I-want-to-murder I galloped upstairs. Mike hasn't come down yet and I really needed to make sure he's alright. I hate seeing my little brother like this, it's like he's miserable. No one hasn't found out why he wont talk. Everything was fine one day and then this happened, Mike came home from school went straight to his room and ignored us all. That's how its been since he was ten. Now he's fifteen, a year younger than me.

Yesterday was a breaking point for him - I've seen that much emotion from Mike. Everything in his room is damaged, he even knocked a huge hole in his wall. I have no idea what's going on with him but its scaring me. It hurt to see my little brother cry. I mastered up all my courage and knocked on his door.

Nothing.

"Mike, I'm coming in," I said, with a shaky voice. Bringing my hands down I slowly pushed open the door. I was greeted with a tight hug around my waist. The only time I'm not a lunatic is when I'm with my brother. I returned the hug, I knew he was crying, every now and then his shoulders would shake. "It's okay." I said smoothly.

"It's okay Mikey." I felt his arms go limp around my waist until he let go and wiped under his eyes. He didn't look the same as he once did. His skin was extra pale, with dark bags underneath his eyes. His silky black hair was hid underneath his hoodie. His brown eyes looked around his damaged room and then once again meet mine. I wanted to cry but I needed to be strong for him -- I know he's not going to say anything or give a hint to what's going on but I was going to be there for him anyways.

A little smile which I barely saw lifted at the corner of his lips. That's a first. Mike haven't smiled in years. I opened my mouth to say something to him but he brushed past me quickly before I could even put together words to say. I stood in his room trying to comprehend what happened.

This past few weeks he's been showing more emotions then he's ever had. Maybe I'm just being a little paranoid but I can't help but feel like something bad is going to happen.

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The school we went to was called Rosewood High School. Not everyone in our pack went, the elders split half of us up. The other few went to a school across town. Linking my arms with Audrey's we began walking in, my eyes roamed around looking for Mike. Even though he wont speak he will fight.

"This school is huge," I heard Audrey gush in excitement. I however didn't give a fuck about school. "What are you looking for?"

"My brother." I answered, still looking around the huge crowd formed in the halls. I wanted to yell and even push some of these idiots out of my way. The football jocks were the ones I wanted to consecrate. I caught the ball they were tossing around in the hall and held it in my hands, the guys looked like they wanted to kill me. Bring it on, I like to see them try.

"Give us back our ball little girl!" yelled the tallest guy in the group. He was hot, I'd give him that but those losers need to be outside throwing shit. "Or what?" I challenged. I felt Audrey stiff beside me, she knew about my 'anger issue'.

The guy walked closer until his face was an inch away from mine. A smirk slithered its way onto his lips. I did the same, I hope Mr. football played doesn't think I'm afraid of him. "Give me the ball little girl." he gritted out.