Alphas

Fight club

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Brooklynn stared at the plate of the food, her stomach growling. But she had refused to eat, she was on a hunger strike. She had the mindset that maybe if she could starve herself to death, then she'd be free from Connor.

"Brooklynn you haven't eaten in days," Naomi said. "If you want to heal properly your body needs the nutrients." Brooklynn ignored Naomi's constant nagging. She wasn't eating.

It had been three days since Connor came into her room and attacked her. And she knew that she was the one that punched him first, but he broke her ankle. And yes, after a very thorough examination by Brooklynn herself, she ruled that her ankle was broken.

Not really, she was just dramatic.

And Brook being the person that she was, was doing everything she could to make Connor feel like shit. She wasn't eating, which meant she was healing but not at a normal rate.

She knew that she was starting to worry Connor, even though he hadn't visited her. But everything she told Naomi she knew would eventually make it back to Connor.

"Brooklynn I am begging you, just take a couple of bites." Naomi pleaded, pushing the plate closer to Brook. Brook however, shoved the food away from herself.

"I told you," Brooklynn said. "I'm not hungry."

"Liar," Naomi accused. "I could hear your stomach growling from a mile away."

"Exactly why I'm not eating," Brooklynn smiled. "Maybe my pack will hear me and realize that I'm being starved to death." Naomi threw the fork down on the floor where they were sitting, and put her head in her hands.

"You're the only one starving yourself!" Naomi shouted incredulously. Naomi was trying her very best to be nice to Brooklynn, but she was losing patience. "Listen, Brook. I get that you do not want to be here, and I'm sorry. But you're here now, and you aren't leaving anytime soon. So why don't you just grow the hell up and eat!"

Brooklynn nodded, and grabbed the plate of food. Naomi was relatively surprised and happy that she was actually going to listen.

"I will eat this entire plate of food...if, you take me out of this goddamn house." Brooklynn proposed, and Naomi began to think.

Connor was pissed the last time she took Brooklynn out of the room, she couldn't image how pissed he'd be if she took her out of the house.

But then on the other hand, Naomi could understand why Brook wanted out. She was being held prisoner by her own mate, who wouldn't want to leave?

"Okay, get to eating." Naomi agreed, and instantly Brook started eating.

She shoved the food into her mouth, not even swallowing before she shoved even more into her mouth. The plain pieces of toast and bacon tasted incredible to her, having nothing to eat for the last few days.

"That was so good," Brooklynn moaned, showing the empty plate away from her. She had eaten the entire thing in under a minute, and she still wanted more. "Now it's time to go out." Brook said, before she walked over to the closet and picked out clothes.

She didn't pick out anything spectacular, just some dark grey ripped jeans, a white shirt, a black leather jacket and some platform heels. Wherever Brooklynn was going, she always wore some type of heels.

"Let's go," She chirped. She was undoubtedly excited to be going out of the house. But she was hoping that she wouldn't run into Connor, in fact he was the last person she wanted to see.