Chapter 203 One of them.
Brooklyn POV
I can’t leave her back, I see myself in her eyes, I rememeber back when I was the one who got forgotten in that place, when I couldn’t come back to my home or any kind of home out there, all I had was the four walls to talk to.
I don’t remember who I was before, but I do remember everything I’ve been through back there, they weren’t as nice as they are now, I have many memories of being beaten, of being pushed around, of being slapped and thrown into rooms for days and weeks even without anyone asking about me or my well being.
When you first get there, you’d think you’ll be the queen of the world. you’d rule the facility, nothing can break your spirit, you’d think whatever they do, I’ve been through worse, I’ve been through hell and back, nothing broke me before, how come this place will be able to. But then everything gets stripped away, first you lose your family, all you back up, the people you’d talk to on regular bases, you’d miss them the most, but after a while you’d start missing people in general, the random girl who once made you a cup of coffee in a shop, remember her septum ring? Or maybe remember that guy with green hair, he looked weird, but they were strangers, people you don’t expect to see, people who’s faces means nothing to you.
And in this place you/lose even that privilege, now you know everyone, now you recognize every face, you expect them to be around, you know where they’d sit, what their next move would be. The only excitement we got here was seeing new guards, they had different
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faces, different scents, but they were also a mystery, you don’t know what triggers them, when they’d jump on you, when they’d place nice and let you go, they were there and you better be careful around them.
I know what I did to end up here, that memory they can’t strip away from me although they were trying, they tried to take everything we got, even if it includes the day it all happened. I didn’t expect that, I know the fear I went through that day, I remember being afraid, but I don’t recognize that feeling anymore, from the day I joined the facility I was frozen, I lost all senses and could only feel nothing.
It wasn’t even my fault that I ended up here, I didn’t start any fights, I didn’t have any enemies, I graduated top of my class and went back home, soon enough I became the head of patrol, and I thought everything was going so well, I had a life, I had a purpose ahead of me, I was going to be head of the patrol, I’m the one they answer after the alpha and beta, I loved them all, I treated them like my family.
Every day I’d get out of bed early, I’d run drills with them, I’d cook them breakfast, I’d take them out on patrol runs, I’ll guide them, I’ll tell them when to stop and what way to take, I was fully in charge of them, and they all respected me for it, they knew I was taking good care of them, and their intrest came first.
Now that many, and I do mean many years have passed, I remember that all of the alpha’s reaction to me and my actions came out looking like jealousy, he wanted to push them harder while I demanded they get their rest for the night, he wanted to punish them, while I wanted to neuter them. We didn’t agree on how to deal with them, and he’d always say I’m the alpha, it’s your job to obey me, I’d bow my head every time, but he shouldn’t be treating me like that I did nothing wrong back then.
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Chapter 203 Che of them
The alpha’s jealousy of our bond and his terrible action toward us, he was cold hearted, he never showed us any kind of care or attention, none of us like him. That same alpha is the one who planned my downfall, he knew the patrol was my life, and he’d always call me out, ask for my plans and my maps, and then he’d mess them up, he’d ask me to change my maps, and shift the people.
I never liked it when he’d mess with my plans, I got them together for a reason and he’d still push them apart, that nightmare of a night, my pack was attacked, the one who attacked us, knew every weakness of my patrol pattern, they knew where we’d be, and what the weak link, that has became weaker due to the alpha messing with was, and then it all came down on me, I was the one who caused it all.
They sent me to the facility after I have lost all of my family, betrayed by my pack and all alone, I spent years in the dark, I was sure I’m going to die in that place and no one would ever knew I even existed.
Ten long years later, a shell of my old self, a memory of the old Brooklyn who once was strong and capable, I was released, I now know it’s due to the abuse that we’ve edured becoming a public matter, and so they had to let some of us go, to make it look like they have done their work.
It took me years before I managed to build myself back up, but I never went back to being the old Brooklyn, I’m one of them, and I’ll forever be a forgotten one, but I can’t let Noelle be one too.
