Because You're Mine (COMPLETED)

Chapter 72: Mitch/Kirstie

Eight days....

Eight days of pain and fear. I've done everything I can to keep myself in the mindset that we'll be found, but no. Five days and nothing. I've tried to mind-link with Scott and it just isn't working.

The baby hadn't moved in a while, and I've come to the horrid conclusion the something is wrong, but I can't say anything, because if I do, who knows what would happen.

They throw Kirstie into the room and she lands on her front. I rush over to her after the door shuts. "Kit? Kit!" I shake her. Her eyes flutter open and tears spring into them, but her face stays the same.

She hasn't said a word since we got here. I help her sit up, ignoring the smell of pain, and move her hair out of her face. I grab her hand and place it on my belly, reminding her that there is at least one good thing here.

Suddenly the door busts open and a new alpha come in, Jeremy following suit. "Is this the omega?" He says pointing to me.

"Yes, Alec, it is. And he's all yours." Jeremy walks over to Kirstie. "And you get to watch."

Alec walks over to me and kneels down. He grabs my hair and exposes my neck. "You haven't been marked. Wow, looks like your alpha doesn't love you that much." He says into my ear.

Ignore him. Ignore him. Its not true.

"Fuck off. Let me go." I spit. Which resulted in me getting slapped.

"I will do what I want with you." He undoes my pants. I whimper and try to get away from him. He palms me through my boxers. I fight the urge to throw up.

"Get off of me, you sick fuck." I say. I feel a tiny pain, but I don't think anything of it. He grabs me harder.

"Shut it, omega." He reaches around and grabs my ass, I look at kirstie with wide eyes. Jeremy is holding a knife to her throat so she can't do anything.

I want Scott. I want to be in his arms, safe and warm. I miss the feeling of having his arms around me.

I feel a finger inserted. I cry out.

No no no no no. He's not doing this. I want Scott. I want Scott!! I start sobbing. I feel another pain, in my stomach. This time its to strong to ignore completely and I cringe.

Alec stops what he's doing abruptly and throws me to the ground. "I'll be back later for you." He growled and slapped me.

Once they leave, Kirstie comes over to me. She just looks at me. "Say something." I whimper. "Please. Anything. Just say something." Her eyes fill with tears as she shakes her head.

"Kirstie, please!" I sob. I don't understand. What had Jeremy said to her? "Please." I whimper. Sobs rack my body as I scream. My throat hurts after a while.

I feel myself starting to fall asleep when another pain hits me. It knocks me to my side. Kirstie rushes down by my side. She looks at me with a worried look. "Something's wrong." I tell her.

She just shakes her head as she points to the wet spot around me. Oh god. Not now. Tears form as I realize what's happening.

Kirstie P.O.V.

I knew what was happening before he did. He's in labor, at the worst possible time. Of all places, why here, why now?

I want so badly to say something to help him or comfort him somehow, but if they hear me, it won't end well. I won't be responsible for my friends death. I gather him in my arms and hold him as he cries.

I do my best to help him up and onto the bed, ignoring his whimpers and the smell of pain. With how intense the smell is, I'm surprised he's only whimpering. He clings on to me, and refused to let go. "It hurts. Kirst!" He yells.

Already there are beads of sweat on his forehead and the person we need, we can't get to. I grab his hand and kiss his forehead.

He screams again. The grip he has on my hand is incredible for someone who's been practically starved for the last week. I get behind him and hold him as I see the door bust open.

I do my best to shield Mitch, and wait for the pain.

When it doesn't come and a gentle hand is placed on my back, I freeze. I take a deep breath, trying to smell around Mitch's pain.

The scent is familiar, but then again so is Jeremy's. I don't move, nor do I want to, but I feel another gentle hand touch me to turn me around.

I can almost see who it is until Mitch screams, snapping my attention back to him.

"Kirstie. Let me see him."

I know that voice. I turn around and see a dark skinned man.

Kevin.

I sob and throw my arms around him and squeeze. He rubs my back and pulls away so I can look at him. "What's happening?" He asks me softly.

I shake my head and sob. "Kirstie please. I need to know what happened. To you and Mitch."

I shake my head and point. First to Mitch's stomach and to the wet spot on the floor.

His eyes go wide. "Oh dear."