The Omegas Time Chapter 17

Hope

I took my time going home. It wasn’t like I had anything to go home too. An almost rapist and no food.

Great.

So I wandered around aimlessly. Taking some time to sit by the river and think. 

Finally I couldn’t put it off any longer and headed home. If it was my home anymore.

“There you are.” Franc rushed forward the moment I pushed open the door. Instantly I reeled backwards and he froze.

His eyes widened. “I’m not going to hurt you, Hope.” He held up his hands up. “I don’t know what came over me earlier.”

“That you’re an asshole and tried to rape me.” I let the door shut but didn’t step towards him. Instead I side stepped him and headed towards the kitchen area. If he tried anything again then I would stab him.

“I did not.” He moaned. “I didn’t think you would mind. I thought you liked me and that we had an understanding.”

My hands closed around a knife.

“You’re always changing in front of me. I’ve seen you baked dozens of times and we both have needs. I thought you liked me enough and was grateful enough to give me a little relief.”

I swallowed the bitter bile in my throat. He couldn’t be serious right? “There is nowhere else to change so of course you have seen me naked.” My hand flexed around the handle but I didn’t brandish it at him.  That would come if he made a move on me.

“I just thought you would-“ he took a step forward. “After everything I have done for you , I thought you would take pity on an old man. I have loved and cared for you Hope. Like you were my own daughter, like my wife. A little charity. A little release really isn’t a lot to ask for. I don’t even need to use your pussy.” His eyes locked on my lips and he barely bit back a groan.

“Oh fuck no.” I swung the knife in a wide arc but he barely looked at it. “Lincoln told you to leave me alone.”

For a second his eyes flashed defiantly. “He is alpha , his word is law but he doesn’t own you. Not unless he claims you. It wouldn’t take long.”

Another step and I lowered the jagged knife level with his chest. It was rusty and blunt but if he tried to take one more step I would plunge it into his heart anyway.

Bit hard to get a hard on and fuck when your blood is pumping like a fountain out of your chest.

“You just try and I will gut you like a fish.”

“Hope.” His eyes flickered down to the knife. “Come on. You’re driving me insane. The smell of your skin, the way your eyes smile at me. Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it. I could make you happy. Maybe I could even get you out of this -“

“I can honestly say I have never thought about you like that. And I never will. Get out of my way Franc.” I was seething.  “You disgust me.”

“I don’t think I do. I think you’re just scared to admit your feelings for me. I know you are afraid to become a companion and I can help with that. There are drugs.” He lowered his voice to a whisper . Like we were co conspirators. “I know someone who sells them. They hide the omega pheromones. It will make you useless to them. I can get you those and all I would ask is a little gratitude. A little pleasure.”

He wanted me to suck his cock for drugs. 

“Go to hell.” I headed towards my bed to gather up my meagre belongings.

“They will hurt you, Hope.” He spoke from directly behind my shoulder and I whirled around screaming because he was just too close. The knife buried itself in the fleshy area just between his shoulder and chest.

“No one is going to hurt me, Franc.” I spat as I began thrusting clothes into my pack. Luckily I didn’t have a lot to take with me. And in this world it was better to travel light. There was so much danger in the city. Especially after dark and I was about to brave it all. 

“Not you.” I yanked out the knife in a shower of blood that coated my hands in sticky warm streaks. He howled. But he could scream all he liked. No one would come. Just like they hadn’t come when I was screaming. And anyway it wouldn’t kill him. Not unless infection took over anyway. 

I wiped the knife along my thigh and then turned it back to him. “You won’t touch me, they won’t touch me. I’m not going to be a companion because I am leaving.” 

I should have left months ago, I still needed to find the pocket watch. It was the only way I had any chance of actually getting home to my own time. 

“You can’t leave. You have been chosen. You are marked. If you run then they will blame me. You wouldn’t want anything to happen to me would you?” His blood bubbled up from between his fingers. “They will kill me.”

I didn’t want that. It just wasn’t the kind of person I was deep down but he did deserve everything that came his way. Franc was meant to be my friend and he had tried to hurt me. 

“Then I suggest you  find somewhere to hide.” Shouldering the pack I pushed passed him and headed towards the door.  Darkness had fully fallen and the very air was different. Thicker with poisonous smog and stalked by creatures out of my worst nightmares. 

Yanking up my scarf I covered my nose and mouth with it and swung open the door. I’d face them all head on. I’d be brave and then I would begin the search for the thing that had brought me here.

I would search the whole city brick by brick until I found it and transported myself back to my own time. 

“You’ll die out there, Hope.” He made a grab at my arm and I stepped away into the night. “They will catch your scent and hunt you.”

Ignoring him I shrugged and began walking. It didn’t matter which way I went, only that I got away from him. 

“Hope.” He screamed out after me. “Please come back. I don’t want you to die.”

I turned finally. “I’m not coming back.” I yelled back. “I would rather die out here in the mouth of a monster than live with one hiding behind a human face. I won’t ever come back. You’re on your own Franc. Good luck.” I lifted my hand once and then continued walking.

And the swirling green edged blackness of the smog ate me up as I headed up towards the city.  

I was alone again. With no one to help me and nothing to protect myself but one small blunt kitchen knife.  

Maybe I should have felt guilty for leaving him to fend for himself. Especially because the alphas would be mad with him but I couldn’t think about Franc anymore.

I needed to concentrate on my own survival.

In the darkness of an alleyway in the other side of the street something huge moved. I gripped the knife in my suddenly sweaty palm. 

I had to find shelter and soon. Otherwise my survival was a moot point. I wouldn’t be alive to see the dawn.