Keeping (On Hold)

Chapter 3

Authors Note. Okay so I apoligize for the late upload. Right now it's 10:13 p.m. where I am, and it is close to when i have to go to sleep. Yes it is short but I will make longer ones in the future. Another thing I would like to mention is that from now on I will be uploading two days after my last upload. So I am going to be uploading 5/23/12 for the next upload. Okay well thank you for reading, sorry it is so short, I will be uploading the 23rd, and sorry about any grammar mistakes I made.

Bryce's POV

Okay...I am crying. Betas don't cry. They never had. So why am I crying? Oh yea, that's right. My best friend has just locked me in a isolate room! Good thing this thing has air in it so I can breath. Tyler really went overboard when he took Iris as a hostage, but when you put her in something like this it is just...just...disgusting! I am so going to have a “little” chat with him when he lets me out of this h*ll hole...if he lets me out that is. And whoever locked me in here is going to die on the spot. I stop crying and glare at the floor for who knows how long. When I look back up I see that Iris has already fallen asleep on the bed. I take the arm chair and sleep just like that. Sitting up. That is the most uncomfortable thing ever known to man!

Iris's POV

I sigh lightly at Bryce who refuses to listen to me and walk over to my bed. I lay down on it and take another look over at Bryce, who is still trembling on the floor. Wow, what a baby. I roll my eyes, only to close them again. It took awhile to fall asleep, but I eventually did. Do you know how, when you are trying to fall asleep, and you do fall asleep but you don't know when or how until you wake up? That’s what I did, and when I did wake up, I saw Bryce in the armchair...sleeping...while he was snoring...and his finger was up his nose...and his other hand was laying casually on the arm part of the chair. (A/N sorry don't remember what it's called...wow that is embarrassing) I laugh to myself about how funny he looks, but then I remember when I used to tease him about it. He would take my hair and cut it in strange angles, that was after he most of it out. When I left I was able to get another haircut by Kelly and get it fixed to where now it is all grown out and long. Kelly was a hairdresser who was in my pack. She was one of my best friends there, but considering she had already graduated and gotten a full time job I never got to see her. Then of course I met my two other best friends (both girls) Shea and Elliot. Me and Shea called her Ellie since she hated her boyish name. Anyway...I stop giggling and go over to him. I shake him gently but I can't get him awake. Then the door opens.

“I got your food!” says one man who obviously has my food. I look over at Bryce and he is fully awake and has a wild look in his brown eyes. His brown hair is messy and he looks a unhealthy pale...It takes me so much to not laugh my head off. He is a twenty year old man who is having a panic attack for being in here. I am a, now, seventeen year old girl who is fine with it. What is funny is he isn't even claustrophobic. If he was then I would understand, but since he isn't...to me he is a big baby. I gratefully grab my food and sit down on the bed and eat as I watch Bryce and the man talk.

“Jack! Someone locked me in here for no reason! Let me out!” Bryce says. The man called Jack shakes his head slowly.

“No can do, Bryce. Alpha Tyler told us not to,” Jack says.

“Let me out now!” Bryce says through bared teeth.

“No.”

“Yes let me out! I am your beta!”

“Not any more. Tyler told us that Kyle was now beta and that you need to remain a prisoner because of almost apologizing to this, this, b*tch!” (A/N ;) )

Okay. Just because I used to be bullied when I was in this pack, doesn't mean I'm gonna put up with it now. I stand up.

“Shut up!” I say and Jack turns to me. I punch him in the jaw and he is knocked out.

“Damn son!” I say, acting like a gangster of some sort. Bryce looks over at me and runs out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

“What the h*ll! I thought you were on my side!” I look down at Jack. “And you left me with this a*shole, too!” I say as I kick Jack where the sun down shine because of his roles of fat covering it.

“Bryce! Come on, this is ridiculous!” I yell at the top of my lungs. I wait for awhile but get no response.

“Just Fantastic!” I say sarcastically and slump onto the couch and prop my head up with my arm. I huff and I shift awkwardly. I move to the bed, the table, the chair, to the couch again, and still find myself uncomfortable. That loser Jack still hasn't woken up. Well lets have a look as this a**! I roll him over so I can see his face. He is fat, pale, and ugly. His eyelashes are small and light, making him look stupid. His nose is crooked and I am guessing it has been broken a couple of times. His lips are thin and chapped. He has a short buzz cut and looks like he just came out of the human version of Robin Hood. He looks extremely familiar.

I look at him and grab my food that was slung across the room. Then it hits me. This was one of the muscular jocks that hung out with Tyler and Bryce. I eat my food as I watch him closely. I sip my drink slowly and then I catch the slightest movement from him. I set my drink on the side table and watch him. His eyelids move and he slowly opens them. He looks tried for a moment and then jumps when he realizes where he is.

“Morning!” I say, even though I have no idea what time it is.

“Morning? It is morning?!” he says.

“I don't know.”

“Who are you!?”

“I'm Iris. Ya know Bryce's sister?”

He looks at me confused. I sign.

“Rat,” I say. He has to remember my nickname.

“Oh, hey,” he says.

“Hey Jack. I must say you really let yourself go.”

“Yeah. When you left I was kicked off the football team, Clara broke up with me, Susan and Olivia tortured me day to day, so yep,” he says.

Clara and Jack were an item before I left. They were inseparable. Susan and Olivia were best friends, and the queen bees of everything that lived in that school.

“Oh well. I had become at the top of my game over in the other pack ya know? That was until Tyler of course kidnapped me, and my pack probably thinks I'm dead.”

“It wouldn't matter.”

“Why?”

“We killed them all.”