Touch Of Dawn

Chapter 16

A/N:

One useless Alpha coming up lol

Chapter 16

When they arrived at Eddy's apartment, Brett felt like his phone wouldn't stop vibrating. Apparently the alphas didn't waste any time when it came to spreading the 'news' around. Well, that was a problem for another time.

After they left the car and were up in Eddy's apartment, Brett looked around. He hadn't been here since the disaster that was Eddy's attempt to burn the mark off.

The apartment smelled heavily of stale sex - from their angry sex session - and of burnt flesh. Some furniture was pushed over, and his coffee table, along with a lamp, was broken from when Yoake forced her way in to get to Eddy. Even the balcony door was still open.

Eddy's nose scrunched up in disdain. "I gotta clean up... you can sit on whatever surface we didn't fuck on. And avoid the kitchen."

The only reason he told Brett to avoid the kitchen was because the metal rod was still there, and the floor most likely had tear stains and possibly blood stains.

Brett more or less ignored Eddy's advice - or command - and walked right into the kitchen. It looked like a battlefield. He instantly saw the metal rod, still covered in burnt flesh and blood and picked it up. He had really done it. Of course he had, but Brett still couldn't really wrap his head around it.

This wasn't crazy. It was beyond that.

"If I ever push you to do this again, just kill me beforehand. Because this is sick. And I don't mean the good kind of sick."

Brett was still on the floor, looking around. Thank god Eddy had Yoake. He needed to get her a big fat treat when he got home.

"Didn't I just say don't go in there?" Eddy sighed as he walked in. He'd clean the kitchen first. He looked down at Brett wearily, slowly sitting down by the alpha. He was certain that Brett really wouldn't have cared if he hadn't known it went terribly. After all, he did tell the omega to do whatever he wanted, then marched out after the video because the legalities were the most concerning part at the time. Eddy didn't bring that part up, though, because he knew Brett was emotional then and didn't want to upset him further now. It still kind of hurt to be left alone and feel like he was being treated like he was nothing, but in the end it was his decision along with his actions. There was no one else to blame.

"You really didn't know what it entailed, huh?"

If you'd known, would you have tried harder? Eddy thought to himself. It would be a rather depressing conversation, especially in comparison to some of the other events from their relatively good day.

"I had a vague idea, but I didn't want to think too deeply into it. I was scared." He looked at Eddy and let his gaze wander to the bandage, where he knew the wound was hidden. "I should have stayed, but I knew my alpha wouldn't let you go through with it. It was screaming at me the whole time, from the moment I said that you should do whatever you wanted and you confirmed you'd do it."

Brett got up, the rod still in hand.

"I'll keep it, just the way it is now." His tone was final. He'd keep the rod, as a reminder to never brush Eddy off like that again. As a reminder for them to talk. And as a reminder for him to try better.