Leverage

Reconsider

'We told him everything......not a single person. not you...not your father.......I tried to reason with him....I'm not the bad guy........he didn't care......you should know the true colors of you 'best friend'...........I guess you aren't included in his pack.....you're only human.........only human.......'

Deucalion's words continue to echo in my head with no relief of ever going away. I'm laying on the ground in the fetal position, hands clasped over my ears. As if that would help them to quiet down.

I don't know if it's my room, the beatings, how long I've been in here, or if I'm finally going crazy but his words are actually getting to me.

My answer to him is still no. Even if what he says is true. Which it's not. But even if it was. I'm not going to side with Deucalion. Ever!

It's not up for debate.

The door opening and light turning on pulls me from my thoughts.

My eyes, not fully adjusted back to the darkness, clear quickly to see one of the twins standing before me with a bowl of something.

I remove my hands from my ears and to the best of my ability, push myself up into a sitting position.

Without saying anything, the twin places the bowl on the floor in front of me and stands off by the door, waiting for me to eat so that he can leave.

"I'm not...going to say yes either." I tell him. "I don't....believe..." I can't finish my sentence, my side hurts to much when I speak.

The twin looks at me, then back off to one of the walls.

"You should probably reconsider your answer before tomorrow when Deucalion comes back in here."

"Why?" I ask.

He gives me a look of irritation. "You really have to ask what will happen?"

I drop my gaze to the floor, shaking my head.

I hear him huff out in annoyance. "Look. Will you just eat so I can go?"

I glance back up at him in disbelief. Really? Like I don't want to leave too. I take a deep breath and let it out before I finally pick up the bowl of.....whatever this is. It looks like the meat surprise you would get at the school cafeteria. But no matter how bad it looks, I can feel my stomach growl in longing for something, anything, to eat.

I begin eating it and to my surprise, it actually doesn't taste that bad. Maybe that's just me being hungry saying that but I practically inhale the substance within seconds.

As I take my last bite, the twin rips the bowl from my hands and turns to walk out when I mutter a thank you that stops him in his tracks.

He doesn't look at me, just pauses until finally exiting the room.

A/N: Heyyyyy!!!!!!! Another day, another chapter!

I also want to let you all know that one of my readers on requested a chapter in Scott's POV. Well ask, and you might just receive! I will be posting another chapter this afternoon in Scott's perspective!! Yay! So if you all have any requests or questions about the story, please let me know. I will answer them all to the best of my ability as long as it doesn't effect the story line or give it too much away.

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