𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 | ❝ There are so many threats happening all at once and no one trusts anyone. People are dying and we don't know why or how or who's going to be next. And we can't protect anyone if we can't trust each other. ❞
The supernatu...
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I rushed around my room, my heart beating a million times a minute and my head spinning so fast, I might get whiplash. I shoved my school stuff back into my backpack and zipped it up. Then I pulled my suitcase from under my bed and dropped it onto the mattress, flinging the flap open in a haste.
I didn't even know what time it was. After I got back home from the riverbank, I couldn't get any sleep.
I knew all about the deal being broken, I knew they were bound to come after me. I knew I was dead if they caught up to me. And I was okay with that.
But I never wanted anyone else to know about it. But Derek and Scott both overheard Gerard. Scott was probably confused, because he didn't know that I knew the Argents. But he did know that my eyes were blue and that I came home over a month ago. He's smart; he'll quickly put two and two together.
Derek, on the other hand, had more understanding about it. Kind of. He knew that I knew the Argents and he knew there was something between us that I was afraid of, so, there was no doubt that he already knew that Gerard was talking about me.
I had spent an unknown length of time just pacing my bedroom when I got home, trying to figure out what was the best choice for me to do.
Ultimately, I knew what I had to do.
Staying in Beacon Hills would only ensure that my family would get hurt when the Argents finally came for me. I was an Omega and I wouldn't be able to fend off a family of hunters on my own.
Like Gerard said: an Omega rarely survives on their own.
It was a miracle I survived for eight years as an Omega and didn't somehow turn out like the Omega from the river. Maybe it was because I never had a pack at all. Maybe it was the strength of my anchors to my human side, that kept me from turning out so horribly as an Omega.
Whatever it was, I was glad for it.
I didn't even care about folding my clothes as I started to shove them into the suitcase. I was breathing heavily, making inhumane noises if something didn't work in my haste to get it done.
I could hear movement outside of my bedroom door and the knock that came startled me, making me jump.
"Sarah? Is everything okay?"
I didn't answer my brother and instead let out a scream of frustration through my tightly clenched jaw when I couldn't get my suitcase to stay shut. I was trying to zip it up, but with the unfolded clothes, it was useless.
My bedroom door swung open but I didn't pay any attention. I tried to push overflowing clothes back into the suitcase so that I could zip it.
