Lost

Rory

As the day darkened, I realized that I was doomed.

Not just because I was all alone in a completely different place, but because I didn't have where to stay, or money to get something to eat.

I wrapped my arms around my middle protectively while feeling guilt eat at my stomach from the insides, because this way, I was undoubtedly starving my poor baby.

Or perhaps it was just hunger pangs, I wasn't sure.

After walking around aimlessly with no destination in mind, my legs were starting to hurt and my throat felt so dry. I found an empty spot beside a poll and a wall, chosing to sit in that spot and rest a little. The sky was darkening even more, reminding me that I really didn't have anywhere to go.

I tried to remain strong for my baby, but there was only so much I could handle. Soon, I was sobbing silently into my palms while my shoulders shook.

I let my eyes wander around in hopes of finding a tap so I could get a sip of water from it, but I found nothing.

Despite it being late in the night, people were still walking around and the entire place still looked extremely busy.

No one bothered me or glanced at me twice, and I was glad about that, at least that way, it showed that I wasn't doing something out of the ordinary. Not attracting any unnecessary attention is what i'd really appreciate right now.

The hours slowly passed by and I felt my stomach growling over and over again in hunger, reminding me of the fact that I was starving my baby, a clear proof that I didn't deserve this child and would undoubtedly be a shitty mom to it. That thought made my eyes sting but I was quick to blink a couple of times, stomping on the urge to break out into tears again.

As I watched people walk around minding their business, I contemplated walking over to one of them and asking for help from one of them. But, that wasn't something I was used to doing. Since I could remember, I found it awkward and uncomfortable to ask for help from people, perhaps it was because I was used to doing most things on my own.

The only people I could remember accepting help from were Tracy and my sister, both people who betrayed and stabbed me in the back.

That thought sent chills rolling down my spine and i puffed out a small sigh.

The people walking through this street didn't even seem like the kind of people to offer a stranger help, and the fear of getting shunned by them made me slowly decide against doing that.

I spent the rest of the night in the same spot, silently apologizing to my baby over and over again for being the worst parent ever.

I didn't know when I fell asleep, but I got woken up by a bucket of water getting dumped over my head. I gasped as I woke up, eyes wide as I blinked slowly, staring into two irritated faces. They were tall and their scents indicated that they were alphas.

I instantly panicked, heart flying into my throat. The only conclusion I came up with was that they were undoubtedly sent by alpha Alex. They've found me and were about to drag me back to him.

My entire clothes were wet and water poured down my face fron my hair, rushing into my eyes and nose as I frantically knelt down, hands clasped before me as I began to cry.

"Please don't take me back to him, I beg of you." I desperately pleaded, over and over again until the two alphas burst into laughter, making me recoil with more fright rolling down my spine.

"Are you deranged?" One of the alphas demanded and I peered at him in confusion while trying to blink the water from my eyes.

"I- I don't…" I started but I was rudely cut off by the other one.

"Fuck out of here, dummy! Does this look like a spot for homeless omegas? Get lost."

I flinched and realization slowly dawned on me. That was when I also noticed that they were not dressed in Alex's guards' familiar uniform. I had been too tired to realize that they were dressed in casual cloths.

I silently cursed myself over and over again as I got to my feet and bowed a little, mumbling apologies to them becire slowly walking past them. They watched me silently, eyes following me and I felt embarrassed, heart falling into my stomach as one of them spoke.

"Do you think he's really deranged?"

I didn't wait for a response, but instead kept walking forward without looking back. Hunger pangs were tugging at every inch of my insides and I could feel my head pounding. My eyesight was starting to blur out as well, and I knew it was because of hunger.

After about an hour, it felt like I'd really faint at this point. I was currently standing a few inches away from a small shop. A woman was at the entrance selling baked snacks to people at a really fast pace.

The thought of walking over to her and begging for a piece was at the front of my mind but I decided against it because begging just wasn't something I was used to. But after a sharp pang of hunger in my stomach, I shuffled forward, awkwardly standing on the side and looking sideways until there was no one before me but the woman. Standing this close to her revealed that a cold look was plastered over her face.

"I- I…" I stuttered and I watched her eyes flash before she cleared her throat.

"Are you buying anything?"

I slowly shook my head, swallowing emptily. "No, but I- I was wondering if you could please give me a piece to eat because I haven't had anything to eat since last night—"

The woman bared her teeth at me and I flinched.

"Does this look like a circus with free handouts? Get the hell out of here right now!"

I swallowed emptily and quietly thanked her before shuffling away, eyes downcasted because everyone had their eyes on me as I walked away, while silently wishing the ground could open up and swallow me.