Weird Alpha (BWWM)

Rights To The Keys

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What do you think of Alexander?? And do you think Henric spoiled Izzie??

Izzie woke up that morning, her face stiff from yet another night of crying.

She groaned and rolled over onto her stomach, she really needed to get her life. It had already been five days, and here she was crying over Henric like she had actually been his wife.

She pressed her face into her pillow and moaned. She was just about to slip back asleep when she heard a child crying and a man laughing. She sat up slowly and glared at her open patio door and silently cursed Snow who usually used that door to enter and exit her room. Of course, he could get the door open on his own but never bothered to close it.

"Give it back, meanie!" The watery voice of Ian had her scrambling out of bed and over to the patio. She peered over the railing at the sight below.

One of Alexander's big ogres, the one that had agreed with her about Alexander looking goofy, was holding Ian's little yellow ball over his head, just out of reach, like a big bully.

"Jump up and get it if you want it so bad, you little hellion!" The man laughed, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Ian sniffed loudly and heartbrokenly. "Stop being mean!"

The man laughed "Well-"

"What in the hell are you doing, you son of a bitch!" She yelled down at them. "Give him his damn ball back and go pick on someone your own size!"

"Izzie!" The child whined and pointed at the man, dramatically, "he stole my ball!"

Izzie saw red. "Give him the ball back!"

"No way, bitch, he wa-"

"What did you call me?" She asked hysterically.

He rolled his eyes at her. "I thought we were sharing insults, you can dish'em out but not take'em, girl?"

Izzie shot him a bird before she could stop herself. "You better not still be down there when I get there, and he better have his ball back!"

She stomped back into her room and stormed right out of it, forgetting she was just wearing a spaghetti strap shirt and shorts.

When she got to the backyard, the man was still present and so was Ian. The man seemed to be waiting, throwing the ball into the air and catching it. Ian spotted her and quickly ran to her, tears running down his chubby cheeks, infuriating her even more.

"He's mean, Izzie!" He hugged her leg. She lightly patted the child on the head as she turned the blazing eyes to the man.

"You heathens have been nothing but trouble since you've gotten here, but now you've steeped too low. Picking on children and taking their toys!"

"Oh, we only got here and saved your asses, but sure, we've been nothing but trouble!" He shot back.

He had a point and that annoyed the shit out of her. "Give him back the ball and go bother someone else!"

"Who are you giving orders too, I don't have to listen to you, human!"

"I'm giving you to the count of three!" She warned. "One..." The man threw his head back and laughed at her.

While he was laughing, Izzie separated Ian from her leg and marched to a nearby flowerbed, picking up a handful of loose stones lining the bed. She didn't even bother saying two as she chucked them at the childish man's head. Three out of five hit their mark, his head.