claimed by my bully

CHAPTER 5

 RJ

We decided that I will move back to the pack tomorrow. Boo!! Adam and I won't be official until I find my mate, and we'll see from there. Boo! I can't go anywhere alone. Boo! So basically everything they concluded on our little meeting are all bad news for me. I've been locked in the confinement room. They ordered that if I needed something, I'll call Dwayne instead of Adam. I mean I love Dwayne but come on! The day went by slowly and painfully boring. I rode back to the house with my parents getting lectured about god knows what. I'm not really listening. I wonder who's taking my baby (motorcycle) home. That person better not do anything to my baby. One scratch and I'll kill him.

We arrived at the house quickly since the territories are just near to each other. I sighed and tried to go to my room. Key word: tried. The stairs leading down the basement has been closed off and locked.

"REALLY?!" I shouted at no one in particular.

I huffed in annoyance. I went to the living room just to find my dad smirking at me

"I take it that you found my present", He said.

"Dad!" I groaned.

"Pack members, got your clothes and your clothes only." He said.

"This is not fair!" I defended.

"How is it not fair?!" My dad asked rhetorically.

"You have done nothing but to ruin our trust!" Dad continued.

"What? So I get the blame for this? Oh right, cause I'm not Tyler.I'm not the f*****g perfect son you wanted. Right?" I said.

He didn't say anything. I huffed in annoyance.

"Answer me! Tyler is sooo perfect right? Everyone in this f*****g stupid family is perfect, but me! Right? That's why you pretended that you didn't know they were bullying me. Because deep down you wanted it to happen to me. Right? I know you saw. The only reason why you're trying is because mom found out!" I snapped.

"GET.OUT." He said angrily.

"GLADLY!" I replied.

I got my bag and left. I found my baby parked. I inspected it for a moment, relieved that not one scratch got to my baby. I drove to the bar outside the territory. Its an all human bar, perfect for me. I took out my fake I.D. from my bag and presented it to the bouncer. I got on an empty stool at the bar.

"What can I get for you?" The bartender asked.

"Your strongest one. And keep it coming." I said.

He nodded and gave me my drink. I took it all in one gulp. The familiar burn in the throat. Drink after drink after drink.

TYLER

Everyone was shocked with the little confrontation they just had. We were at the dining room eating snacks when it started. Holy crap. Dad went to the dining room.

"Is it true?" Mom asked immediately.

"I knew but " He was cut off by. mom.

"If something, anything, happens to MY boy, you might as well have a room ready for me too!" Mom seethe.

Then mom walked out to the kitchen grumbling some threats under her breath. Mom always loved RJ. Simply because dad never made time for him.

"Are you forgetting that RJ went out alone" James reminded everyone.

Mom stopped dead in her track. My heart stopped beating. What is he doing now?

"Call Nate and all the neighboring packs, he couldn't have gotten far", Mom ordered.

We all called different pack but it's a dead end. No one, not even that Adam guy, knows where he is. Where is he god-damn it?! Trackers started searching. For what felt like hours. Then there was a doorbell. Please be RJ. Mom opened it and everybody followed her.

"Are you Tristan Lucas Montero's family?" A police officer asked reading from a card.

I took the card and this Tristan Lucas Montero has a face of RJ.

" Yes, yes, we are", I cut off my mom.

I showed her and everyone else the I.D.

"Well he's in the hospital"

With that sentence alone, mom sobbed.

"What? Why?" Marcus growled.

"He was drunk driving after being kicked out from the club because of fighting. His motorcycle hit a truck. I'm sorry but it's pretty bad" The officer said.

"We'll leave you to it", The other officer said.

I nodded in appreciation and they left. For a good minute all we heard is mom crying. It took that full minute to realize that Marcus shifted to his wolf.

"Marcus shift back", I ordered.

He growled at me.

"You can't go to the hospital like that", I said.

He shifted back. He got shorts from a drawer in the living room. We all rushed to the car with James driving. Mom rode shotgun away from his dad. We got to the hospital.

"Montero please. Tristan Montero!" Mom yelled frantically.

"Ma'am he's in the I.C.U., please wait in the waiting area", The receptionist said.

By the time we were called, its already 3 am. RJ's birthday. As soon as we entered the room, mom ran to his unconscious body and sobbed.

"Mate" someone growled.

I looked over and saw everyone was looking at Marcus. I would say it was surprising but not unexpected. Everybody noticed it while we were growing up. I wonder how RJ will take this. RJ looks terrible. As we all get settled in the room, the doctor arrived.

"I'm going to be honest with you. I, as well as the other doctors, have no idea if he will survive."

Mom sobbed and Marcus was shaking. Adam, his uncle Nate, uncle Warren and Dwayne arrived.

"I think we should cut it" The doctor continued.

"NO YOU WILL NOT" Dwayne shouted.

"He is in far too deep. He survives today, but he will and very well can kill himself. We noticed the wounds while we were in the operating table. This is serious", The doctor said.

"YOU.WILL.Knot.KILL.MY.BROTHER." Dwayne growled holding the doctor by the collar of his lab gown.

Okay that stung a bit. Please wake up RJ.