Alphas

Delusional

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"Wake the fuck up!" Fiona shouted, sending another slap across Brooklynn's face, who still remained passed out.

"I don't think abuse is going to wake her," Kai said, "You've slapped her like eight times."

Fiona turned to Kai with a look of impatience.

"Do you have a better idea?" Fiona questioned, watching Kai ponder for a split second.

A deranged smile spread across Kai's face as he looked at Connor. Fiona looked over at Connor as well, and smiled.

"I like how you think," Fiona said.

She walked over to Connor, who was well awake and sketched out by Fiona.

Fiona stood in front of him for a second, before she grabbed a broom that was on the wall next to her.

"This might hurt a little," Fiona swung the broom. She hit Connor in the side of the ribs, electing a string of curse words from both Connor and Brook. "There she is, thanks Connor."

Brook sat up, grumbling some incoherent words that nobody could understand.

"Where are we?" She asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"You know, I've been asking myself the same question for the past hour." Fiona replied, looking over at Connor. "I think this shit head knows."

The three of them all looked to Connor, who looked as if he was on the recovery road for heroin.

"Well do you?" Brook asked rather impatiently.

"No!" Connor yelled, putting his head in his hands and tugging at his hair.

"Maybe a mental asylum would suit him better..." Kai mumbled, keeping his distance from the entranced Alpha.

Brook stared at Connor with frustration, trying to ignore his childish outburst.

"Connor, I will ask you one more time before I let Fiona have a go at you," Brook paused, "Where the fuçk are we?"

I'd gladly beat his ass. Fiona said to herself, wishing that she could get a few swings at his face.

"In a warehouse," Connor mumbled, "In the woods."

Brook clenched her jaw, willing herself not to beat his ass.

"And Connor, who did this to us?"

Brook motioned to the bullet scar in her arm, which strangely had no actual bullet in it.

"We took it out while you were asleep," Fiona answered her friends unasked question.

Brook brushed Fiona off, and looked back at Connor.

"Answer me, Connor." Brook ordered, watching Connor shift uncomfortably.

"My friends..."

Brook stared at him in disbelief, preparing herself to start swinging.

"You mean to tell me that your 'friends' shot us?"

"Yup." Connor replied, popping the P.

"Maybe he's not moonwashed," Kai jokes, "Just delusional."

Brook however, didn't feel like joking. Propelling herself towards Connor, she delivered a quick punch to his jaw.

"What the fuçk?" Connor screamed, launching himself at Brook. They both tumbled around in a heap, throwing punches wherever they could.