Crossing The Line |Sequel To Not Your Lap Dog|

Chapter One

Braeden

I stare into the mirror. I just woke up and my hairs a mess. I'd shower, but I can do that later. Not exactly like I get to leave the house anyways. Well maybe I will today. Reggie has another meeting and I tend to go with him since I can't disagree with him.

It's complicated this whole thing. My mind is constantly fighting itself, part of it is still the person I was before Reggie ordered me to take his side on everything or whatever he exactly said. It's a little fuzzy, but anyways, the other part is screaming and telling me that I should be listening to him, believing everything he says. I'm not sure if I prefer this over just being Reggie's puppet at this point. It fucking hurts and it's the reason I've started sleeping as much as I have. My mind is quieter. At least with the whole Reggie stuff.

My dreams, well more like memories I guess, are so vivid and I know that I'm talking in my sleep. I mean I've always done it and I can't seem to stop it. Reggie doesn't really bring it up though which is good because I'm not sure I can explain exactly what's going on. He'd probably think I'm lying which I actually can't do anymore either which is part of why I'm taking on my mute persona. It saves me some trouble because if we're being honest here, I am kinda scared of him now and there have been times I've nearly said a few things that would probably result in a similar experience as the time he hit me. Trust me, some of them were quite unpleasant and Reggie has little self control and restraint. I mean he's starting a war or whatever they're calling this. I just zone it out and talk to Betty in sign language. Reggie just writes it off as me moving my hands in boredom, but I think Archie has figured us out because he watches both of us very closely. He doesn't know sign language, but I think he's trying to learn. Sometimes Kevin will join in and it will be us three talking shit on everything happening around us.

School is a hell hole and a half. Since the Serpents still go to school with us because they can, tension is extremely high. Classes are split directly in half, people move quickly through the halls, trying to avoid the other side as much as possible. I simply took my time and did as I pleased. I wasn't the Serpents enemy. Reggie was and while I don't want him to get hurt because I do love him, I am not taking the fall for his bullshit. Obviously none of the Serpents can talk to me. They'll occasionally flash me a look or something, Fangs giving a smile, a pained smile because of what was going down in a few days.

Sweet Pea was constantly staring at me, but not in the cruel way he used to. It was more of a quick scan to see how I was doing and what I'm certain of, is he was looking for more bruises. The look on his face when he saw the ones before had been a face of terror and shock, it was definitely a surprise to see that he cared, I figured he'd be fine with it considering the fact that he hates me. All it took was him seeing marks of where my boyfriend bruised me is to like me. Well, probably not like, but not hate.

I love Reggie. I really do, but it's so hard sometimes. What he's doing is wrong. What he wants me to do is wrong. I can't try and make Cheryl fight someone she loves. That's not right. Of course Reggie doesn't believe that she loves Toni because it's not what Cheryl was born to do. He thinks since she's an Alpha, that she can only truly love and Omega, but I know that's bullshit. Maybe Cheryl's broken in a way like me. I'm not a perfect Omega and she isn't a perfect Alpha. Maybe that's why we're such good friends.

"Babe, I'm going to get lunch.You want anything," Reggie asks even though he knows I won't reply. I hear him sigh and then I feel his arms wrap around me and he turns me towards him. "I love you," he says and I smile and kiss him lightly. Like I said, I love him, but I won't say it. Not when he's making me be whatever I am right now. He leaves and I walk into our bedroom. I don't bother using my phone anymore because I know Reggie's looking through it. He ordered me not to have a fucking password too. I think he's enjoying this whole making me do whatever he wants more than he even wants to admit to himself.

I miss Cheryl. I'm not allowed to talk to her unless it's to try and convince her to join us which fucking sucks because I won't. That's not fair to her. Of course she's not around much anymore. From what I've heard, she's moved to the Southside to live with Toni. I can't confirm this because even when I see her, I can't speak to her and while I know she isn't angry at me, she won't speak to me either.

Betty is too busy having to stay with Archie while he trains for this thing. He doesn't want to fight, but he can't afford to be kicked from the pack. It would cause too many problems. Moose is sadly very into this whole thing and Kevin seems to be siding with him on that. I don't think they understand that this is in a way is my fault. Maybe I shouldn't have been so close to Fangs. Probably shouldn't have tried to be friends with a Serpent anyways. They aren't bad people and they don't deserve this, but maybe if I had just let it be things would be fine. Well not fine, but a little better. I'm sure we would've got to this point with me giving him the silent treatment at some point, but that's just because we rushed things. I mean I still didn't like him that much when we got together, but I didn't have a choice. Reggie may not be an amazing person, but he is far better then Hiram would have been.

I hear the front door slam shut and I stand and peak out the door. Reggie is standing in the living room, covered in blood and fuming.

"Jesus Christ," I whisper in horror and if we're all being honest here, slight annoyance, which is fucked up but I also don't care. He just left though. How the fuck did he get like that? "Come into the bathroom. I'll clean you up."

I run into the bathroom and grab a rag and get it damp. "Sit," I order and he does so, probably just because I said something to him. I begin to clean him up. Some of it is his, some isn't. "What happened," I whisper and honestly it feels weird to be talking to him. This is just a right now thing though. I do not have any intention of talking to him after this. 

"You're talking to me," he whispers. 

"Don't get used to it. Now tell me what the fuck you did."

Did I really not finish this chapter before posting it?Half tempted to just leave it honestly. Not gonna so those who saw it not done, congrats XD.
 

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