I'm not allowed to actually put up BMTH so I have to use covers. Enjoy :p
Scotty's P.O.V
I lean against the wall in that dreary hospital room. As of right now I'm am staring at my body laying as though I'm asleep. This has become a daily occurrence where I, a sort of ghostly conscience stares at my physical form. Technically I'm in between world. The world of the living and the world of the dead. That's what can happen when you go into a coma. You know how people believe that when you go to sleep you enter the dream world. That's sort of like that. You are not asleep nor are you awake, you are in between like limbo.
My mates are clueless to the fact that I am here but they have visited me everyday and sleep with my seemingly lifeless body. It makes me happy to see them so devoted to me even when I am hospitalized but it also makes me terribly sad to see them spend all there time here. They litarally spend every free momoent they have here. I should know because I watch over them. I wish they would try to act atleast a little bit okay. They never smile anymore. There eyes are so dull and lifeless. These men are not the happy, fun, loving, and carefree guys I fell in love with.
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Today is like any other day; Ryder, Drake and Ash come to me in their free time, me trying to tell them I'm here, them looking like lifeless zom-zoms. It has been 3 months since the incident. Looking at my mates, I wish I never met them. Don't get me wrong I love my mates with every fiber of my being but this isn't them. They look so lifeless and miserable because of me. I want them to be happy and that can't happen with me. I have these thoughts everyday and everyday they get pushed away when my loves whisper sweet nothings to me when ever they visit. I wanna see them happy and they always say that I'm the one thing in the entire galaxy that makes them happy so I keep trying to reach out. This must be how Bobby felt.(A/N: I couldn't help myself with that reference, DON'T HATE -_-)
Something's been bothering me. Aren't Drake, Ash, and Ryder mates as well? That only makes sense; I can't just have 3 mates and them only have me, right? Hhhmmmmm... TIME TO INVESTIGATE! Now where was the library again? Oh yeah it's right down the hall...oops.
When I reach the library it takes me 20 minutes to find the book I need and an hour to get it to a table. It's a lot easier to flick the pages than it was to carry it. Ya see in the I have been in this state of being, I have learnt to touch inanimate objects; hold the applause, I suck at it. Before I can actually get into the book the door to the library slams open. I look up and glare at the intruder. I look up and see a pack warrior who's back is turned to me and behind him he's pulling in the new omega. He ran away from his old pack and joined ours last month. His name is Oliver. I have never seen him but word spreads fast and I know he's the new omega because of how he holds himself.
When I look at Oliver I see fear in his eyes while his face remains neutral. I look at the warrior, who still has his back to me and glare at him as hard as I can; I know what he's planning. I smirk when I see him shiver. Before I can do anything Ash comes in. He looks at Oliver then looks at the warrior. He can see the fear in Oliver's eyes as well. I shiver as he tells Oliver to stay while he grabs the warriors arm in a vice and pulls him out the room and shuts the door. I chuckle as a little squeak leaves his mouth. Oliver turns and looks right at me. I freeze as he stares at me straight in the eye. He comes and sits down right across from me not once breaking eye contact. Ookkkaaaaaayy...this got real weird real fast. Oliver smiles and says to me in a soft voice,
"Hi."
I just stare for a while before I can manage a sentence,
"Y-you can see me?"
Oliver nods. If I could pass out I would. Before I can sit and stare like an idiot again Oliver decides to do some explaining. He can see ghosts and stuff. He tells me that ever since he was a little kid he could. At first he thought they what just imaginary friends and he would tell the other kids and adults about them. The adults would look at him like he was a freak and some would lash out at him. He told me it was later on that he found out the where ghosts. The ones that lashed out where members who had lost a mate and when he would go talk about them they just lost it. They made him an omega and tortured him daily; that's why he ran.
I thought I had it hard.
"What's your name?"
"Huh?" Was my oh so clever response as I was brought out of my head.
Oliver just chuckles and asks again, "What's your name?"
"Oh sorry my name is Scotty."
Oliver smiles and says "It's a pleasure to meet you Scotty."
I smile in return and say "Likewise."
What do you guys think I know it isn't much and I deserve all the hate I'm about to get. I just don't know how to get everything from my head on paper and it still make sense to others.
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Little Omega: Missing
WerewolfScotty is stuck outside of his body. What lengths will he go to to return. That may prove challenging once his body goes missing.