George's POV
My body felt exhausted, I feel exhausted, mentally, physically, emotionally. My one pillar of emotional support is gone, my instincts are screaming to bend to an alpha that probably doesn't even like me and I'm low on my vitamins. Even worse I passed out on my first day of the job, can this get any worse? I let out a slightly tired grunt as I open my eyes. My vision was blurry but I can see a couple of things, and IV, my room and a tall black figure sitting beside me.
I'm then immediately struck with a headache causing me to wince in pain. Apparently this caught the attention of the person next to me, "George are you alright?" The voice asked. They seem so familiar, I glance over and they are still so blurry but I can make out some features. Dirty blonde hair, sun kissed skin, what looks to be green eyes (he sees yellow). "Dream?" I asked in almost a whisper. "Yeah it's me, are you doing alright?" He asked worryingly. "Yes I'm alright," I replied.
We just stayed in silence for a bit more, it wasn't even a pleasant silence, it was a tense one. "Hey, um..." He said, he sounds like he's trying to find the right words to say. "Do you feel sorry for me?" I asked raising an eyebrow with what little strength I had. He stayed silent and put his head down a bit, "Don't be," I said in a dead voice. "How can I not? You fainted right in front of me because I couldn't see the signs that you were malnourished!" He replied raising his voice a bit.
"Why do you feel bad if you're not the one who put me in this state?" I asked. He paused, I can see that it clicked with him immediately. "George... Who did this to you?" He asked with a bit of hostility but still gentle tone. I stayed silent, "Don't worry about it," I said rolling over to my right side. My back was turned to him, "You should get back to work," I suggested. I can tell he wanted to rebuttal against it, he wanted to know, he wanted to find out who hurt me this bad.
Even if my mother hated me, I still loved her to some degree, so if he ends up hurting her... It will pain me. I'd feel bad for my dad especially, cause he loved that woman with all his heart. He just couldn't see the fact that she became a monster the moment he gave his heart to me instead. She was greedy and hurt, she couldn't believe one baby could take her husband away just like that. So she hurt me because she was angry, if I was in her shoes I would be too but I wouldn't hurt her.
My mother just doesn't have the voice when it comes to my father and her wants. She hints to it more than actually says it, what she fails to realize is that some men can't pick up hints that woman dish out. Men are straightforward creatures, you must tell them what you want and they will give it to you. That's just how they are, I learned that when I was younger. If I want something from my dad I would tell him and he would get it for me. End of story... But that wasn't the end of her story.
The end of her story started when she ratted me out and they took me. I wonder how dad is going, I miss him. I let out a shaky sigh as I try not to cry from the absence of my father. I clench onto my pillow as I choked down a quiet sob. I then felt someone rub my back, I tensed up a bit before relaxing. This hand feels gentle and soft, it doesn't feel rough at all. It feels calming almost, I like this touch, I want to be touched more often...
I felt their hand move from my back to my stomach, I purr slightly from the touch. They pull me closer to them and I then feel a body next to me. I look over and it's Dream, my eyes widen as I watched his face. His eyes were soft, his lips were in a smile, his golden freckles reached the right places of his skin, his skin was actually glowing along with his eyes. My instincts scream at me again, I want to fall in, I want to depend on this man with all my life. I want to but I shouldn't, I can't, he's just being nice to me.
I give a weak smile in return and lay my head back on the bed. What if he's being kind now but when I become his he's a completely different person. I've been in that situation before and I don't want it to happen again... But he doesn't give any hostile pheromones, he never once did, I can smell hostility from a mile away but.. He hasn't tried to hurt me, he doesn't want to hurt me. I can't sense his ill intent. "No one is going to hurt you ever again, I promise," he said softly. My eyes widened as my breathe hitched, I quickly look over at him.
He smiled sweetly at me, I can't sense one hint of a lie in him. Not from his scent, not from his face and not even from his body language. I sit up a bit and face him, no one has told me such words and meant it. He then leaned over and hugged me, I was hesitant at first but I hugged him back. He feels warm and soft like a teddy bear, maybe I should just accept the fact that he's my alpha. If I keep ignoring it for too long I might actually end up falling apart.
I bury myself in the nape of his neck, he ran his hands through my unkept hair. He started to hum a song, it was a sweet song, it was music to my ears. I then smelt his scent throughout the room, I was practically in heaven.
"One day George, you will meet an alpha who will change your life. They will make you feel safe, loved and will provide you will anything and everything you want. Until that day comes be patient and open, my dear."
I remember those words, those are the words my father told me when I was a child.
"Love isn't something that can be forced, you can't turn away the feeling either. The more you turn it down the more empty you become. Don't turn away the feeling, it will hurt you in the long run."
He said those words when I struggled to say I love you for the first time. He taught me my feelings of love are okay.
"I will not be here forever, you won't be here forever. There may come I day where I may loose you but.. I want you to know that you will always find someone who will love you."
At first I didn't understand what he meant but now I do. My eyes glistened with tears that threaten to fall. I gripped onto Dream's suit like he was going to slip away from me. I hated being alone, I hated the feeling of being alone. I hated when people pity me, I hated the feeling of pity, I felt pitiful, it felt weird. I hated the feeling of emotions so I turned them off, I only used them around my father. But why do I feel so emotionally now? Why do I feel the need to pour out my soul to a man I barely know?
Why does he make me feel safe? Why does he care? Why? I don't benefit you in any way, so why do you care about me? I don't understand, help me to understand. I want to understand, no I need to understand why anyone would want me... "You know George, the moment I layed eyes on you in that cage. My heart ached," Dream spoke up, "I couldn't stand the fact that you were in that cage. Locked away like an animal for other people's enjoyment," he said with a bit of anger in his voice.
He doesn't see me as an object? He doesn't see me as an animal? "Something in me couldn't bare to see you in the hands of another person who wouldn't treat you right. That would use you for their ungodly desires. I couldn't stand it," he sounded more angrier this time. "I had the urge to save you, I had the urge to guide and protect you. So please smile, I can't bare to see you in this state," he said softly with a shaky breathe.
"Someone would want to share their tears with you, someone would want to guide and protect you. That person will be your alpha, that person will care for you. That person truly loves you..."
Have I found him? Has my father's wise words of guidance taken me this far? The tears that welt up in my eyes fell finally fell, shaky breathes left my mouth that I thought was closed. "I was so scared!" I screamed hugging him even tighter. "I know George I know," he said rubbing my back. What came out of my mouth was just senseless blabber, me pouring out all my troubles to him. He listened to everyone one with a smile on his face, he reassured me that everything was alright.
Papa, I think I found the person right for me.
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Sorry I didn't write in a long while, I was trying to find the motivation to do shit but I found it so I'm here! Anyways bye bye!
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DNF Mafia AU
FanfictionThis story was inspired by: Amberrrq This AU Is Mafia plus Omegaverse. Omega's aren't seen as people just objects for sex. They could either be bought and sold or as a sex worker. Male and Female Omega's can get pregnant but male ones are more rare...