Alone

Fan Club

A/N I AM SOOOOOO SORRY. I accidently posted like an unfinished draft of half of this chapter and didn't realize it was published instead of just saved so... My bad! I took it down as soon as I noticed, but it was up for a few hours. If anyone was unfortunate enough to read that, I apologize.

My stomach growling was what pulled me awake. I turned to the window and found it still to be night. I looked by the digital alarm clock and saw it was two in the morning. If I was smart, I'd sneak out and eat something. I'm too stubborn to risk it. I'd rather lay here and starve than risk what would happen if I faced Damien.

I got up and stumbled to the bathroom. My neck didn't look any better. I'm surprised. Sure, I didn't expect it to be completely healed, but the bruise should've gotten a little better by now. The nasty purples and blues still covered the side of my neck. I whimpered just looking at it. I turned away from the mirror as my eyes filled with tears.

I walked back to bed and crawled under the covers. Sleep is what I need. I need to sleep and be alone. With my back to the window I let a dreamless sleep welcome me.

Breathe... Breathe. Breathe!

My eyes shot open and I went into sensory overload. Adrenaline pumped through my veins as I took in my surroundings in less than a few seconds. I found myself being held down by a large figure over me. This person was holding a cloth so tight to my mouth it's a struggle to take air in.

Chloroform.

You don't breathe it in genius.

With such comforting thoughts in mind, I fell back asleep.

"Wake up you piece of trash."

"Scum of the earth. A weak pile of filth like you has no place in a pack."

Some people are so rude. I'll never understand what they gain by tearing others down so much.

My eyelids fluttered open to be met with a small, dark room. I looked around and noticed four solid looking men standing to my right. I had to look up at them giving how I laying on the cold floor. I didn't recognize any of their faces, but man did I recognize the looks they were giving me. It was the same look Joe-I mean Andrew gave me when he first found me and dragged me to the cell. Speaking of cell... I took that moment to look at the room I was in, and sure enough, deja vu. History sure does have a way of repeating itself. I'm minding my own business when I'm stolen from the life I was living and forced into a cell by people who really don't seem to like me.

I hesitantly looked back over to the men, "Um... Excuse me, but why am I here? Last time I was in a cell I actually did something wrong. If I did do something to upset you guys I really didn't mean to. Just tell me what it was and I'll do everything I can to fix it."

"Oh, cut the crap! You're here because Alpha said so, he'll deal with you himself. In the meantime, shut up!" So the one to the extreme right is very friendly. I awkwardly nodded and looked down.

"Alright, I'll go tell Alpha she's up," the one on the inside left said. As he passed me, he looked down, "I'm sure he'll be overjoyed to know you're awake." These guys must be members of the Adriana Fan Club.

I really don't know what crawled up these guys' butts and died there, but someone needs to explain to them that it wasn't my fault. I never peed in their cheerios. Their mommas need to come here and teach them to pull their stingers back in. It is not my fault their Mr. Alpha Character has a problem with me or whatever. I don't know what I did to him, but I'm sure we can talk it out like reasonable people.

I could hear the man's footsteps as he walked down a hallway to go retrieve their Alpha. I decided there was really no harm in talking to the men who were still here. I looked at the one in the middle, to the left of Mr. Happiness who stood to the right of the group, "Please sir, can you just tell me who you are? Or where I am? Or what's going on exactly? I'm​ really in the dark."

The man's eyes quickly darted to Mr. Sunshine. Let's call him Jeff. And the man I addressed will be Chris. That sounds good. Suits him well.

Chris looked back at me before sighing, "Well you're obviously in the cells, you're here because Mr. Mate of yours, has a habit of making our Alpha mad and he felt the need to retaliate. You're our ticket to paradise."

"Wilson! I told you not to speak to tell her anything! What the hell man, Alpha will kill us if she escapes or knows too much!" Jeff hissed at Chris and grabbed him by the collar of the shirt. Classic bully move.

"Come on man, there was no harm in it. I didn't tell her anything important." Chris shoved Jeff's hands off of him like he had the plaque or something.

Jeff straightened himself and turned back to face me. As he drew in a breath to speak the door opened. Another big, burly man entered the room. From the moment he stepped foot in hear the entire atmosphere changed. It was no longer one girl at the mercy of four scary men. It was now five people at the mercy of one terrifying man. The scary men who acted all big and bad were now obviously aware of the authority this man carried. He must be Mr. Alpha Guy.

The man paced around the room and as he stopped in front of me all of the wheels in my head turned. All the pieces fell into place. Really I'm embarrassed I didn't realize it earlier. Alpha Ross.

Hiya. I feel like it's an authors job to hate their work. Honestly, I never like the way my chapters are... They're all so... Wrong. But I post them anyway and you guys are reading them so... I guess that's good. Anyway please tell me what y'all are thinking and... Yeah. Hope you enjoyed.