Little Red (Styles-A.U)

Chapter 2

Here's Chapter 2 I hope you guys like it!!! XD

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Chapter 2

I wake up to the sound of water dripping. My vision is all blurry but I know that I'm in an upright position. I roll my head to the side with a groan then look up to see my wrists are in handcuffs, latched to the ceiling. I try and tug onto my restraints but there's an explosive pain in my shoulder. I look around the dingy cell the werewolves are keeping me in and cringe. The cell looks like a castles dungeon; it brings back too many memories. I hear whispers outside my cell and I strain to hear what they are talking about.

“What are we going to do with her?” One voice asks.

“We'll wait until the Alpha gets back tonight, then he will decide.” Another voice says and he has a British accent.

“I don't want this filth here any longer!” He says the first voice. I roll my eyes.

“Well it's not your choice.” An Irish accent pipes up. What the hell is with all these accents?

            I hear a groan then some loud stomping. I see a middle aged guy walk by the cell and he sneers at me.

“Is someone throwing a hissy fit?” I ask sarcastically. He growls and is about to come in when a blonde guy holds him back.

“Go up stairs. We have to wait for our Alpha.” Blondie is the Irish accent I heard earlier. The guy leaves, reluctantly. I smirk as I watch him through the bars from the cell.

The pain in my shoulder and thigh is bad but I've been through much worse. I can tell that my shoulder is infected from the fact that it is burning.

A tall tan guy, maybe in his 20s, enters my cell. He has black hair and brown eyes. He's wearing a white t-shirt and faded blue jeans with black Nikes.

“What's your name?” His voice is thick with a British accent.

I laugh, humorlessly. “What you don't know me?” He looks confused. “People call me Little Red.” Realization is all over his face.

“You’re Red?” He asks although he already knows the answer. I smirk at him.

“Why so shocked?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “What's your real name?” He asks.

I stare at him, being stubborn, refusing to tell him my name.

“Fine, don't tell me. Our Alpha will be here tonight and he will decide what to go with you.” He turns to leave.

“Can you at least take me down? My shoulder hurts.” I ask.

He turns around looking at my shoulder. He stares at me then shakes his head.

“Sorry, but I know you are a master at escaping. You don't move from that spot until the Alpha says so.” He turns to leave again.

“God, I forgot how you over grown dogs can't think for yourselves.” I groan looking at his tense shoulders telling me I've pissed him off. I need out of these chains to escape so if I have to manipulate him I will.

He takes a deep breath and continues to walk.

“Have fun.” He closes the door with a clank. “Keep an eye on her Niall.” Blondie nods and the guy with black hair walk off.

“Alright, I'll just hang here.” I yell after him.

I groan and look over at Blondie.

“You want to let me out of these chains?” I ask.