BRIAN'S POV
I woke up sometime later to an empty spot on the bed next to me.
Where did Dom go? I think to myself.
"Dom?" I say out loud a little loudly.
He realized how messed up I am and left. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up, I think to myself when no one answers. I am so stupid. I curl into a ball, holding the pillow Dom laid on to my chest as I cry silently. I hear a noise in the storage room, moving towards my room, and bury my face into the pillow. I hear the door open but don't look up to see who it is. The person hesitates before walking over to where I lay. When I feel the person sitting down on the bed, I curl into a ball around the pillow.
"Bri? What's wrong Bri?" a voice drifts down to me, muffled because of the pillow. It takes my mind a minute to register that it is Dom sitting next to me and talking to me. I quickly uncurl and climb into Dom's lap, wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my face in his shoulder. "It's ok, Bri. I'm here. It's ok," Dom says rubbing my back until I calm down. "You want to tell me what upset you?"
"I thought you left me," I cry. "You were gone when I woke up, so I thought you realized how broken and messed up I am and left me."
"Oh, Bri. I'll never leave you. I'm sorry I was not here when you woke up. I was loading all your stuff into my car," Dom says, which makes me tense. "You are ok with moving in with me, right?"
"You want me to move in with you?" I stutter, starting to cry again as I leaned back to look Dom in the eyes.
"Of course I do, Bri. You are family now. I didn't mean to upset you, Bri. Please, stop crying," Dom says, wiping the tears off my cheeks.
"I'm sorry. I'm just so happy," I say, leaning back into Dom and burying my face in his neck.
"It's ok, Bri," Dom says as I stop crying. "Are you ready to meet everyone and see your new home?" I nod as I wipe the remaining tears from my eyes and cheeks. "Let's go and let Harry know we are heading out." I stand and wait for Dom to stand before heading into the shop.
"Do you know where he is?" I ask, looking around.
"He's out on the main floor. He's finishing cataloging today's orders," Dom says, leading me to the front section of the store.
"What time is it?" I ask as we walk into the front and over to where Harry is working at the registers.
"It's about 9:30 at night. I am glad to see you are ok, Brian," Harry says.
"It's that late?" I ask, looking to Dom.
"Yeah, it is, Bri. You were really tired. I was going to wake you up if you weren't already. There is a race tonight, and you should meet everyone before they rush to get ready for the race," Dom says, pulling me into his side.
"Are you going to race tonight, Dominic?" Harry asks.
"Of course, I am. I'm not going to miss the opportunity to race," Dom says as I stare down at my feet.
"What's wrong, Brian?" Harry asks, which makes Dom tense and tightens his hold on me. I slowly shake my head as I continue to stare at my feet. When Dom's shoes come into view on either side of my toes, I look up.
"What's wrong, Bri? Is it because of the race? We don't have to go if you don't want to go, Bri," Dom says, pulling me against his chest.
"I can go?" I stuttered out, looking up at Dom, surprised.
"Of course you can, Bri. Why wouldn't I let you go?" Dom says.
"That would be my fault, Dominic. I always told him he is never allowed to go to the races. I didn't want something to happen to him while there as an unbounded male omega," Harry says quickly.
"He'll never be alone again. If I am not right next to him, my pack will be," Dom says.
"I can go?" I ask, feeling extremely excited.
"Of course you can, Bri. Just promise me you will stay with the pack while I race," Dom says, kissing me on the forehead. I quickly nod my head.
"You guys better get heading out soon, so Brian can meet your pack," Harry says, looking at the clock on the wall, which reads 9:35.
"Thank you for everything, Harry," I say, hugging him real quick.
"Thank you, Brian, for being the son I never had. Oh, by the way, you don't work here anymore," Harry says as we stopped hugging.
"What?" I ask, confused.
"Harry says you are good at fixing cars, so I am putting you to work at our garage with everyone else," Dom says.
"Oh," I say.
"Dom and I are also working on selling the truck to get you a car, so you can race," Harry says.
"But...," I started to say but stopped, looking at my feet again and fighting back tears.
"What, Bri?" Dom asks, which I just shake my head in reply.
"It's about the truck, isn't it?" Harry asks, which I nod in reply.
"What about the truck?" Dom asks.
"It's one of the few things that someone gave to me because they wanted to, not because they had to," I chook out, fighting the tears that wanted to run down my face.
"Then we won't sell the truck. We'll just buy you a car," Dom says, wiping off one tear that escaped down my cheek.
"You don't have to buy me a car," I say, looking into Dom's eyes.
"I want to," he replies simply.
"Make sure you stop by and visit, Brian. You will always be a son to me," Harry says, hugging me again.
"Knowing Mia, she'll put him to work at the store, so you'll have to stop by sometime for lunch," Dom says.
"When do I get to see the store and garage?" I ask, looking at the clock to see it is now 9:45.
"We'll meet everyone at the garage, but the tour of it and the store will have to wait until tomorrow. We need to go. We are going to be late to the race as is," Dom says, leading me to the employee parking lot. Before we walk through the door to the back, I glance back to see Harry watching us leave. He raises his hand and waves, which I return before following Dom to his car. "I'll bring you back tomorrow for your truck."
"Ok," I say, getting into Dom's car and buckling my seat belt.
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Troubled Past to Perfect Future
FanfictionBrian O'Conner has always had a very troubled life as a kid, being a rare male omega. Now that he has run away and is living in Los Angeles, will Brian know what it means to have a loving mate and a home where he is wanted? I don't own the image or...