The Lonely Life Of An Omega (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

   It was good to have my mom back in my life especially after feeling so alone all these months. Turns out she took the time we had away from each other to become the parent she had always want to be. She had moved my stuff into her old office and used the extra room we had for her to do her work in. It was so nice to have a bigger room, no longer confined to that dungeon. But it was also wonderful to know my mom was trying to change and make up for all those years she had lost grieving for someone that never wanted to come back. I don't stay up for long and quickly head off to bed. For the first time in days, I fall into a heavy sleep, overcome by exhaustion and the peace I so desperately needed. Instead of being thrown into another nightmare this time though, I drift off into a simple dream. Stiles smiles at me as we lay curled up on my floor. No one speaks for the longest time before he leans in and wipes a tear from my streaked face. Then his lips move to mine and I feel warmth spread throughout my body. That's when I realize this isn't a dream but a precious memory of Stiles and I's first kiss. When I wake up in the morning, for once I have a reason to smile. At least through all this death and darkness there was one bright light I could count on. Even if Stiles couldn't count on me anymore at least I know I always had him to trust. 

  I manage to live the next few weeks without running into any supernatural problems. With the alpha pack no longer breathing down my neck and the hunters in hiding, I finally felt like I could relatively get on with my life. Except through every class, every day I couldn't help but still be worried about Hunter. I hadn't seen him since the night he had killed Marissa and he wasn't returning any of my texts or calls. I was afraid something bad had happened to him but most of all I was afraid something hadn't. I try not to think about him to much though because it only brings back the pain I had felt for him that night. I gained most of the trust back with the people I had left behind though, except for Stiles. We hangout and everyday he drives me to school but that's where the pleasantries stop. Every time he looks at me, it's as if he's preparing himself for the possibility that I might bolt at any moment. No matter how many times I reassure him, it doesn't change the fact that these people were more than family, they were my pack and I had abandoned them when they needed me the most. No begging in the world could ever get back that kind of forgiveness. But deep down I know I don't deserve it either. Lately the town hasn't gotten any safer even with recent void of werewolves running around. Since the fire, the body toll had raised to its all time high. Killings were happening regularly and the police were advising everyone to stay locked in their houses at night. Unfortunately there was no clear way to tell if it was a werewolf or something much worse. Derek told me he would look into it but whoever was murdering these people, clearly knew how to cover up his tracks. So it's no surprise when Stiles is driving me to school, that we find yellow tape surrounding another building. Blood soaks the pavement as paramedics carry a body bag towards the ambulance. Stiles steps on the gas, so I don't have to stare at the gory scene for long. He knows it kills me to see these insistent people dying everyday, when there was nothing I could do to stop it from happening. I go through the whole day, thinking of anything that could keep my mind of the tragic deaths but its no use. At lunch Scott tries to make conversation with me but it doesn't last for long when it's clear my mind and my body are in two different places. Even my teachers don't seem to care when I get behind in work because their just as depressed about the situation. My life might have finally started to move on but others weren't that lucky. When I come home later that night I find my mom plopped in front of the TV as it blares the latest news on Beacon Hills fallen victims. She immediately mutes the reporter's voice when she hears my foot steps. "Hey, how you holding up?" She asks turning towards me. "Fine but I think I'm just going to go to bed early tonight." I say and turn down the hall before she can argue against me. I know I was pulling away from my mom when she was trying so hard to have a closer bond, but right now I wasn't in the mood for company. When I get into my room, I crawl under the covers of my bed and reach for the light on my nightstand, plummeting the room into darkness. The sound of someone calling my name wakes me late at night, and at first I look around my room for the cause of waking me up, but find nothing. My feet pad quietly across the hall as I head towards the sound. I can barely hear it over my moms faint snoring but as I get closer to the door that leads to the backyard, I realize the noise is coming from the forest. At first I'm reluctant to step away from the safety of my home because nothing good ever came when I go in there. But as the voice continues to call my name I feel compelled to follow. As I stalk across the lawn and get closer to the trees, I can see a shadow looming in the distance. With one last sigh of frustration I make up my mind and shuffle into the darkness of the reserve's woods. As my eyes quickly adjust, there standing before me is the one man I thought I would never see again. "Well hello Lucy." Hunters voice chimes as he stands before me.

  "Thank god, your alive Hunter." I practically cry and without hesitation I pull him into a hug. But something feels off as I come in contact with his skin, instead of feeling the usual soothing warm that seemed to radiate of him, I felt like I was holding a cold, hard rock. His touch was ice cold and almost unbearable to stand as it shook my core. Which was exactly what happened the first time Marissa had came in contact with me. But that wasn't what threw me off the most. Hunter wouldn't hug me back, let alone even smile in my direction. What some people would have mistaken for somewhat of a grin spread across his face, I knew differently. Hunter always found a way to smile genuinely even in the worst of situations but this, this was nothing but cocky personality showing on him. "What happened to you?" I whisper and the look on his face only increases. "What do you mean what happened? I look great don't I?" He says and I'm taken back by his deeper tone. Nothing about Hunter seemed right. His usual combed hair was in a mass of curls that fell over his darkened face and something else about him had changed. As he continues to stare at me, I realize his clear, beautiful, blues eyes are now a eerie shade of green so bright it's unnatural. "What happened to your eyes?" I gasp and he moves closer, causing me to take a step back. "No clue just woke up one day and they were like this, but I like them a lot better this way. Reflects who I truly am." He says with a laugh at my show of hostility. "Hunter you don't seem ok. Is this because of your sister?" I ask as I continue to back farther away from him. "What about my sister." His demeanor somehow grows harsher then it already was. "You killed your own sister and I know how much that must have hurt." I say comfortingly and he laughs. "I could care less about my sister. She was a out of control mutt and she needed to be put down. Simple as that." Warning bells go off in my head. The man standing before me wasn't Hunter, at least not anymore. "But you said it yourself that she was the only family you had left." He laughs. "Who needs family, they'll only end up dragging you down in the end anyway." Hunter snaps at me. "Who are you?" I finally ask. "What do you mean, you know who I am?" He says leaning back against the tree. "I know who you where, but whatever you've turned into now, it's not you." I say with confidence instead of fear in my voice. "I'm still me, just better. I finally gave over to the wolf and now I'm stronger, faster, and I feel like there's nothing that can slow me down." He say and I gasp out in horror. "What, you gave into the wolf even after you watched your sister kill all those people?" I let out in a cry. "Well I didn't really have choice in the matter . After I killed her I became overrun with emotions and I just snapped. But now I feel better than ever thanks to my new found power and if I had of known I would have jumped off the edge years ago." He says and before I can respond he starts to move in closer. "Lucy I don't know why you try to fight it. It isn't healthy not to shift and hold all this rage and emotions back, because effectually their going push you to far. Stop trying to fool yourself of what you really are." By the time Hunter's done his speech he's standing so close I can practically smell the hatred coming of him. Afraid of what he's going to do I try to back away and out of the forest but he grabs me by the shoulders with his freezing hands. "Where do you think your going? We're not done here!" He growls and I flinch as he yanks me by the shirt. I yelp out in surprise as his lips hit mine and I try to pull away but he keeps me locked in his arms. His touch might be cold but his kiss was steaming hot, almost to the point it was unbearably burning my lips. I thrashed and kicked until suddenly he lets go as I make contact with his shin. "We're not done here." He snarls before disappearing back into the protection of the trees, leaving me to wonder what could very well happen to me, if I don't be careful about controlling myself.