Pain, betrayal, grief, hate.
It hit me all at once as I stood there, my body shivering and took me a moment to discover I was crying.
“Ewww, she peeed on herself,” a loud voice said ,and then the grief hit. I didn’t care about the humiliation, as i stood there, neither did I cared about the contractions i felt. All that mattered was seeing the two people that were supposed to love me like no other betray me. I looked at my parents, whose eyes were on me. Theo had stopped talking and frowned at me for interrupting his speech. Everyone’s eyes were on me.
There was no surprise on my parents' faces. They knew , they knew Freya was alive. They knew ,then i fell. Before I could hit the ground, someone held me, as i let out a loud scream.
“Why ... .why…what have i done to all of you to deserve this!!"I cried out as he stood there looking at me. Everyone did. Once again, I didn't care about the repercussions of my actions.
Looking up at a sister who I had taught was once dead,but stood before me tore me apart.
I loved with all my heart, who had betrayed me in the end ,he ripped me apart.
“Alpha, she is in labor, we have to get the babies out or risk them dying”, the older woman who had caught me said. Tho stood there, I watched as Freya said something to him, then he looked into my eyes and said.
“The pack w***e, got pregnant, who can say , who was the real father then” he mocked, and the pack erupted into giggles the older women looked at me, she was the only one i couldn't spot that wasn't laughing. I sat there, as i felt humiliated, he had disowned me , and rejected me in from of the whole pack, he knew, he was the father of my child but yet, he have denied me, not just that he have indirectly declared my children bastards.
“Take her away, she’s causing a sense and do anything to save the baby, we need enough help around…..”he said emphasizing on the anything, i knew what he meant but before i cold say a word, i did’nt notice Stefan behind me as he dragged me,i struggled against him,screaming at the loud top of my voice, what i had really done for my family and my mate to do me so wrong, but i was ignored , as i was dragged away, no one said a word
I screamed and cried all the way to the hospital, as I got dumped on the hospital bed, the pains of contractions, and the betrayal. I felt I couldn't tell which one hurts the most ,as I laid there crying my eyes out.
“It's too soon, she isn't due for another month”I heard one of the nurses say , but I didn't care as I cried out in pain .
“We need to silence her and get the baby out, the Alpha, want the child unharmed, the sooner we do this the better for all of us"I heard another nurse said and I knew they had an evil intent, they didn't care about my life, so far as the baby was safe, I stood up from the hospital bed, as I moved away.
“You're not touching me, you're not coming near me!!”I yelled out as I shook my head.
“You will hurt the baby, the baby will be here sooner or later the better to lie on that bed, while we do our job"she snapped at me, and I glared at them, the evil intent on their face clear.
I walked slowly to the door which was behind me, shaking my head.
Whatever they were going to do, I knew so well it was going to be based on Theo’s instructions. He knew he was the father of my kids and only had to act like an asshoole , in front of the whole pack,to humiliate me.
“No…they wouldn't have my child, they wouldn't have my child…”I cried out in horror, as i hurriedly slipped out of the hospital ward, running out to t e corridors, ignoring the screams of the nurses who chased after me.
I was fully aware that I couldn't escape from them, no matter how hard I tried, but I wanted to ensure that they wouldn't drag me back to the room I had just left. Therefore, I quickly slipped into a door located at the far corner of the corridor, making sure to shut the doors securely behind me. I was overwhelmed with fear, terrified of what awaited me, and I certainly did not want to die.
I valued my life above all else, and I was determined not to die.
As I turned around, I realized that the room was not entirely empty; it was just an older woman staring at me in horror.
She approached me, causing me to instinctively move further back.
“Don’t come any closer,” I cried out, groaning in pain as I slid down the door, feeling worn out and in agony. Despite my pleas, she continued to move closer.
“Let me help you; at this point, you will either end up dead or worse,” she said, and I sat there, watching as she assisted me in getting out of my trousers, checking to see if I was in a delicate condition.
It took a while before she instructed me to push, and I complied. It was painful and horrifying; I felt as if my body was breaking all at once during the process, and then there it was, the cry of my baby.
The nurse caught the baby.
“It’s a boy, a strong, healthy boy,” she exclaimed as she removed her white robe to wrap around him. Just as I was about to hold him, another wave of pain hit me, and then I felt the second wave of contractions coming. I clutched my thighs tightly as I pushed; it took longer and was much harder.
“I can see the head; you have to keep pushing,” she encouraged me, as I held onto the iron railing beside me. With so much pain coursing through my body, I heard the baby come out, while the other was placed on the ground by the nurse. I couldn’t hold on any longer; my body was becoming too weak after enduring all those pains, and then I blacked out.
The next time I woke up, I was on a soft bed, my eyes snapped open. Suddenly the pain was gone, and I searched the ward for my kids, but I couldn't see them.