My Alpha, My Beta(boyxboy)

Chapter 10

(A/N) 

Isaac's mom up there and y'all already know what I'm about to do(Angelina Jolie). 

I just wanna say that the last chapter was fucking shitty, I know that I just wanted to get it done and I half-assed it. 

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Tyler's P.O.V.

My eyes open and I automatically feel like I got run over by a monster truck, I had the worst migraine and my stomach felt like it was gonna fall off. I take a minute or two to adopt to my surroundings, I felt the tile floor under me, I knew this wasn't my bedroom. Despite how sore my neck was I managed to glance at my surroundings. This was Isaac's bathroom. I then remembered what had happened.

Isaac cut. And it was my fault. I made him promise to me 6 years ago he would never put a blade to his skin again, and here I am being the reason he did it. 

I stare at his face, just waiting for him to wake up. I don't really know what I'm gonna do when he does wake up. But I can't leave him so I just sat there and waited for what felt like hours. Despite that fact I didn't care, I liked looking at his face. His fucking perfect face. You could look at it for hours and not get bored, I don't understand how anyone could hurt it. His hair was always a mess, even when he "did" it. It suited him, I honestly think he's probably the only person that can pull it off. His hair and eyes were the exact same color. That perfect shade of brown. I could look into them forever, they're just so perfect. Like him. 

He was just for fucking perfect, and he could've been mine. 

I didn't even deserve him, I didn't deserve fucking anyone. I'm not good enough for literally anyone. I'm so fucking selfish, I'm putting Isaac through all this pain. I'm avoiding the situation rather then just fucking dealing with the fact that I'm a jackass. And to top it all off, I'm manipulating Kate and using her just so I can become Alpha. I don't deserve that position, anyone should have it before me. 

My thoughts were interrupted when Isaac's body started to stir. He slowly opened his eyes, looked around his bathroom before his eyes landed on me. When he saw me though, he jumped, looking absolutely terrified of me. 

"Hey, hey, it's okay" I say with my hands up trying to make him less scared. He was shivering, his beautiful brown eyes got glossed over, he looked me up and down and shakes his head repeatedly. I just stare at his interesting behavior until I realize his shirt is soaked in blood, the shirt itself was just damp. "Uh Isaac, I need to get you patched up, unless you wanna see the Pack Doctor?" I knew he was going to be uncomfortable if I did it, but if he went to the Pack Doc, his parents would find out what he did. 

He thought about it for a second. His mouth opened yet no words came out, I could tell he was trying to speak but his throat was scratchy. He coughed a few times before getting himself together, "Y-you uh c-can do it, i-i-if you want. I m-mean you don't h-have to if y-you do-don't wa-" I cut his stutters off by putting a finger in front of him mouth. He look at it, then at me, and back at the finger as if I was a crazy person.

"I want to"  

Isaac's P.O.V.

"O-okay" I stutter out while I stand up and walk to the bed. I haven't even asked him why hes here, I mean he could give less shits about me. "Uh Tyler?" I say trying my best to get him to hear me but my throat was so dry I could barely speak. 

He turns from the dresser he was looking through to find the first aid kit. "Yeah" He answers staring at me with an expression I couldn't read. 

"Wh-Why are you he-he-here?" I ask

"Well uh the mate bond kinda bought me here." He says, lifting his shirt revealing his very toned abdomen covered in thick scars. "There gonna go away though, they're just there to warn me." He says letting go of his shirt and continuing looking for the first aid kit. 

"Oh, I-I'm sorry." I say. 

"It's not your fault."

"Tyler, can I ask you s-something?" 

He nods. 

"Why did you reje-" My voice breaks as tears start to fall from my eyes. His back as turned from me, he stops looking and turns towards me. 

"Can we like not talk about this right now Isaac. I really need to clean you wounds." 

"Can you just stop!" I yell, my throat virtually yelling at me in the process. "You know whats gonna happen to me, I know you do. You just don't fucking care about it, you don't care about me or anyone or anything besides yourself and that dumbass alpha position." I cry out. "I'm fucking done with this, everyone has told me that I just have to wait for you, that you will come around eventually." I say, I curl up into a ball to cover my sobs. "But you won't ever. I'm just gonna beg you now to just fucking kill me now, just save me from the torture that is living. Please, just please fucking kill me!"  I yell, my body shakes as I sob into my knees.

I look up to see Tyler, with bright gold eyes

I'm sorry for my grammar/spelling mistakes(I suck).

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