A/N: Hello Fruity pals! Your Fruit Mommy is back! And I'm super happy to give you guys and gals these long overdue chapies for getting me to now 125 followers! Like wow!
This chapie gets pretty weird and may seem all over the place because it is sorry my mind works funny like that.

Warning: more abuse (I'm not saying sorry anymore just know it's implied)
Enjoy!
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Josh and Brendon talked for a little while. Nothing much just their likes and dislikes. Soon they got dressed.

“I gotta go now…..he probably wants me.” Brendon frowned as he held himself. He really didn't wanna go back to that monster, but he really didn't have a choice in the matter. The omega knew it would only end worse if his alpha had to go looking for him versus him just going back on his own.

“Brendon who’s he? I-is he the reason you're so scared all the time?” Josh asked as he pulled the omega into a hug. The dark haired boy haven't even noticed that he was shaking. Josh could tell that something was off as he held him tight. Brendon whimpered as he didn't want to let go of this man. Even though this was the first time they actually connected, he still felt safer with Josh. “T-this guy…...he isn't Tyler…is he?”

“Oh God no, b-but he and Tyler a-are…..I really need to go.” Brendon sniff as he rushed to the door.

“Brendon please…..just tell me who he is so I can help you.” Josh pleaded. The dark haired boy stopped in the doorway. He knew he shouldn't, but Josh was the only one who was ever nice to him.

“He’s my mate…...a-and I love him.” Brendon told him with tears in his eyes. Josh felt himself frown at the thought. It may have been quick, but he did feel something deep between them. And somehow this mate of his was stopping that. “Y-you should get some more rest before Tyler gets back.” He added and then he ran down the hallway.

Josh wanted to follow him. Make the jerk who hurt him pay, but it would solve nothing if Brendon loved the guy. So he decided to just go back to his and Tyler’s bedroom to get some more sleep.

Suddenly he felt himself get dizzy. As if he had, had a lot of drinks. Which was strange because Josh hadn't drank any liquor since he came to stay with Tyler. He stumbled all the way down the hall.

When he got to the room everything was spinning. His head started pounding again. Josh felt like he might throw up. He tried his best to reach the bed. The yellow haired boy then passed out on the floor.

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Despite their little spat, Spencer gave in and let Tyler drink again. The brunette was now smashed.

“You really shouldn't drink like this Tyler. You could hurt Josh in such a state.” Spencer told him as he got comfortable in his chair.

“Oh whatever, he’ll be fine. Now come on tell me I'm pretty like you used to when we were growing up.” Tyler giggled in his lap. He had sat there and refused to move. Spencer didn't mind he knew where he was going with this. Where he always went when he got drunk. “Come on baby tell me!”

“You're the prettiest guy I've ever seen.” Spencer told him as he caressed his cheek. Tyler started to laugh. He laughed so hard until he began crying.

“T-then why didn't you want me?” Tyler cried as he leaned in closer.

“Because I already had a mate Tyler.” Spencer frowned and then kissed him. The brunette held on so tight, he began to shake.

“Why wasn't I enough for you?” Tyler asked with more tears. “Daddy please….why were you never proud me?” He pressed on. Spencer knew he would always look at him as his father because of their age difference. Not to mention all the abuse the small alpha had to endure from the beast of a man. It had ultimately made him into the mess that he was now.

“Because Tyler you’re too pretty to be an alpha.” Spencer pulled him closer. He knew what Tyler wanted him to say. It was like a reenactment of his past. The Doctor saw it as his coping mechanism for what happened. “You're my private little omega Tyler” The older male whispered in the younger’s ear. His hands went all over his body. The brunette shook nervously and let tears roll down his cheek.

“N-no…..no…….NO!” Tyler screamed as he slapped Spencer. His claws dug deep in the doctor’s cheek. “I'm more of an alpha than you’ll ever know! I found my mate and he’s all mine!” He stood up breathing hard.

“Yes, yes he is Tyler……..are you better now?” Spencer asked. He was used to being hit by the boy so it stopped hurting ages ago. Besides he agreed to these dynamics in order to help his ailing friend.

“N-no…” Tyler cried in his hands. “Why…..why did he-”

“I don't know Ty. Some people are just sick, but know he can't hurt you anymore. I promise you that.” Spencer quickly stood up to hug him. Tyler just cried into his chest. “It'll be alright. You have a pretty little mate to love you now…..do you wanna go home to see Josh?” He rubbed small circles on his back. The crying man only nodded and sniffed. He already felt weak and his broken voice from his tears would only infuriate him more. So he stayed silent.

Spencer smiled as he steadied him on his feet. They got in the car and headed back to his place. Tyler past out in the passenger seat.

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Brendon slowly crept into their bedroom. It was still pretty dark. Maybe he was asleep? He did have a pretty demanding job. The omega tip toed to the bed.

When suddenly the light came on. “So I see you made a little friend. What did you two talk about?” A voice came from behind him. Brendon turned around to see his alpha sitting comfortably in a plush leather chair. The tall man wore a slight smile. His blue eyes showed a certain sparkle. All of which terrified the little omega.

“Oh w-we didn't talk much. Josh seems really nice though.” Brendon smiled as he tried to slowly back up towards the bed. He could sense trouble brewing.

“How good….and I'm sure you didn't say anything you shouldn't have right?” Dallon stood up. That smile still on his face, but it was becoming more scary than calming. He walked towards him.

“O-of course not. I know better Dal. You told me good that little omegas should trust their alphas to lead them…..never question anything.” Brendon shook as his back was pressed against one of the bed post. He didn't mean to corner himself, but there he was and Dallon made sure to block his path. He held his hips tightly in place.

“Oh you always smell so pretty for me Bren.” Dallon whispered as he placed kisses on his neck. Brendon whimpered because he knew he only spoke sweet when he was planning to hurt him. Dallon’s long fingers hooked on the hem on his sweater and pulled the fabric up to his stomach. “Did you wear this all day?” He asked as he slightly rubbed the omega's stomach

“N-no…I-I only wore this f-for you baby.” Brendon moaned unexpectedly. His arms went around his mate’s neck to pull him closer. Maybe if he seduced him enough he wouldn't get mad.

Dallon giggled to his reply.  “I find that funny, cause how could you just  change for me…” His grip on Brendon’s stomach got tighter. “WHEN YOU WERE BUSY FUCKING JOSH EARLIER!?” Dallon growled as his eyes turned yellow. His sharp nails dug into the omega’s stomach. Brendon screamed as he tried to fight him off. The alpha’s claws left deep cuts in his skin as he then grabbed his wrists. “WHY WOULD YOU GIVE YOURSELF TO ANOTHER OMEGA? AND A HALF OF ALL THINGS!? DO YOU KNOW HOW THAT MAKES ME FEEL!?” He threw him on the floor.

“P-please…..we didn't mean for that to happen…..i-it just sorta…..please Dal we're sorry!” Brendon cried as he crawled away from him. Holding his bleeding stomach. He was in so much pain and his alpha knew it, yet he could care less.

“YOU REALLY EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE A WHORE LIKE YOU!” Dallon stood over him. He was full of rage as his teeth and nails grew long and sharp. His yellow eyes glaring down at him. “JUST LOOK AT THE WAY YOU DRESS! NO WONDER HE WANTS YOU!” He yelled as he ripped the sweater off of him. Brendon cried because that was his favorite sweater. His grandmother had made it for him, to keep him and his future babies warm with it. Dallon knew all of this yet he took great pleasure in ruining his cherished things.

“PLEASE THAT'S OUR ONLY THING LEFT OF OUR GRANDMA! PLEASE WE PROMISE WE WON'T DO IT AGAIN!” Brendon pleaded on his knees at Dallon’s feet.

“WELL YOU SHOULD'VE THOUGHT ABOUT THAT BEFORE YOU DECIDED TO FIND COMFORT IN ANOTHER MAN’S ARMS!” Dallon said coldly before he shredded it into pieces. Brendon just sat there crying as he watched one of his happy memories fall to the floor, torn apart.

“WHY CAN'T WE HAVE NICE THINGS!? WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS DESTROY WHAT WE LIKE MOST!?” Brendon cried as he tried his hardest to collect all the ripped pieces. He was so upset he didn't realize what he just said. That is until he heard a terrible growl above him. “W-wait we didn't mean-”

Dallon grabbed him by the throat. “HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT! I SHOULD BE THE ONLY THING YOU LIKE MOST!” He roared at him. He had the poor boy high off the ground. His grip tightening by the minute. Brendon could barely breathe much less talk. Tears poured from his eyes as he gasped for air and pulled at the man’s strong hand. “I OUGHTA BREAK YOUR NECK AND WATCH YOU DIE FOR TALKING TO ME LIKE THAT!” Dallon yelled.

Then the tall man got a smile on his face. “I think that's just what I'll do.” Dallon effortlessly crushed Brendon’s windpipe. The omega’s eyes went wild before they lost all life in them. His body going limp instantly. Dallon laughed as he dropped him to the floor. It always felt so satisfying to kill.

Brendon laid there in a heap of lifeless flesh. Just sprawled out on the floor. His gaze staring out into space. Tiny bits of blood dripping from his mouth.

Dallon rolled his eyes at the sight. It was nothing he haven't seen before. He kneeled down and picked him up. The tall man held Brendon close to his chest. They sat there for what seemed like an hour. “Brendon you can stop pretending now.” He told him.

Brendon instantly sprang to life and cried. “Y-you only hold us gentle when we die…...we just wanted t-to prolong the feeling…” He sniffed in the other man’s chest. His small hands held on tight to his shirt.

“Go the bed Brendon.” Dallon sighed as he released him. He didn't want to accept the fact that although he was incredibly harsh to him, he couldn't live without him.

“P-please…...j-just tell us…..we need to hear it.” Brendon begged weakly as he stood with his head down. Horribly bruised neck, still bleeding from the cuts on his stomach, and shaking from being nude in the cold room. Well the room didn't compare to the coldness that ran through his mate’s veins.

Dallon got Brendon’s robe and slipped it on him. The omega enjoyed the warmth. “I love you Brendon….please don't ever leave me.” He whispered in his ear as he held him tight from behind. Brendon felt the tears fall because he was powerless against those words. He wanted so much to be free, but yet he wanted to always hear those words from this man. This very cold man who he knew never meant anything, but harm towards him.

“We love you too Dallon.” Brendon cried as he embraced the monster who would undoubtedly take his life for good one day.