"Isaac?" Eva knocked on her brother's door, "Isaac, can I come in?"
"Yes!" Isaac quickly opened the door, half-dressed. "Sorry, come in."
Eva slipped inside, leaning on the door while Isaac finished getting dressed. "Are you going out?"
"Pabbi og ég ætla að þjálfa." (Dad and I are going to train.)
"Ah." Eva crossed her arms, toeing further into the room -sitting on Isaac's bed. "Can I -talk to you?"
Isaac paused, putting on his sock. The omega cut his eyes low, "what is wrong?" He stood up a little taller and it made Eva shiver. When they were younger Eva sometimes forgot her brother was an omega. Isaac was confident, strong, outspoken and deadly -everything Eva aspired to be as an alpha. But then again, their mother was an omega, and could be confused for an alpha as well.
Eva was constantly reminded that there was no correct definition of an alpha or omega. No matter how the TV and media portrayed each -one as weak and one as strong. Eva was only as strong as she wanted to be.
But, Lord, Isaac could confuse anyone.
"Nothing is wrong -nothing at all."
Isaac walked to the bed, sitting, with one sock on. "You sound unsure of yourself."
"I am."
The omega's mouth twisted, "what is wrong, Eva?"
"I like someone."
Isaac's smile pulled up slowly, "are you serious?"
Eva took a deep breath, "deadly."
"Oh -oh!" Isaac bounced on his butt, crossing his legs on the bed. "Segðu mér, segðu mér." (tell me, tell me.)
Eva smiled nervously, rubbing the back of her neck. "Tell you what?"
"Who are they? What are they like?" Isaac grinned, looking up, "I just have to know what type of omega stole your heart."
Eva's laugh shook, "Uh -yeah." She pressed her lips together, trying to smile. "Can we pretend I never mentioned this?"
"Eh!" Isaac half-growled, eyebrows furrowed. "Nei! Þú hefur þegar talað!" (No! You have already spoken!)
Eva almost stood, getting stopped by Isaac's hand, "Isaac, skiptir engu..." (never mind/doesn't matter)
Isaac squeezed Eva's wrist gently, "talk to me, systir." (Sister)
"It is a girl." Isaac smiled, motioning Eva to continue. "She is -beautiful, smart -she is strong."
"Is she from school?"
"No," Eva smiled briefly, "no..."
Isaac put a hand to Eva's cheek, "you do not need to be nervous, I am your brother. I will not judge who you like, Eva."
"She is an alpha." Eva could hear a pin drop -her stomach threatened to rip up her throat and out of her mouth. She wanted to scream to the Elements.
