Married To A CEO. Omega
Chapter 36 - Thirty-Three (Seattle Arc #3)

Chapter 36: Chapter Thirty-Three (Seattle Arc #3)

LEO

The situation is catastrophic. I basically woke up from a nightmare just to fall into another one. And this one is way more bone chilling than the other one. Even if my nightmare feels real, I at least know that when I wake up they will all go away but now I don’t think the entity standing outside my window has any intention to go away.

I can feel it staring dead into my eyes even if I can’t see it properly in the dark. And believe me, I have no desire to see properly, knowing that my heart will not be able to take whatever it looks like. In my entire life there were very few times when I felt as helpless as I am feeling right now, laying paralyzed by fear in my bed. I am so scared that I can’t even get a single sound out of my mouth. They are getting lost somewhere in there. My thoughts are all scrambled.

I don’t know if the black silhouette outside my window will make a move or not but if he does, then I am pretty sure I am gonna lose it.

Wait, what’s the time?

My inner voice rings inside my head and I look for the wall clock out of the corner of my eyes, without moving a centimeter. It’s 4:57. The sun should be rising soon. But I don’t know if I can hold on until then.

Just as I return my pupils back to the place where the shadow is standing, my heart jumps. There is no one on the balcony. The sky is whitening and the balcony is empty. There is no sign of someone or something standing there. I gather up all my courage and sit up. I sweep my eyes over my dimly lit room but they come back to me without finding anything funny.

I gulp. As much as I hate watching those creepy ass movie, I fucking loathe to be casted in one. And let alone if those are real. I scramble to light up the lamp beside my bed. Sweat dripping down my forehead. I am at a loss as to what to do. Should I call someone? No, they would probably load me thousands of questions. So, no.

I roll out of the bed and stagger toward the bathroom. I bend over the toilet and puke my guts out. I feel so suffocating and nauseating that my insides are turning upside down. Nothing pisses me off more than being physically sick and helpless.

After I am done with my throwing ups, I get dressed and set out for a morning walk. There is no point in staying inside a room that is filled with ghosts. I don’t want myself to have a heart attack while locked up in here. A terrible way to die.

Surprisingly, mornings in Seattle are very beautiful and refreshing. After stepping out of the hotel, it feels like the noose around my throat has loosened down a little and I can breathe again. I almost forgot to breathe properly earlier when I saw that shadow standing on the balcony.

I heard there is a park around here just a few blocks away. I guess I will go there to get some fresh air.

The park is really nice. Tiny and tidy. A perfect place to take strolls and for little children from the neighbors. Right now, some elderly people are doing their morning exercise here with a calming song. I like the environment here.

I take a seat under a big tree. I relax my tense shoulders as I breathe in the refreshing smell of damp soil and the sun. An old woman walks up to me. She appears to be in her mid-sixties. Her face is covered with wrinkles. And her body has shrunk due to old age and shaking slightly.

"It’s pretty rare to see young stars like you around here at this hour." The woman comments before referring to the bench, which I am sitting on, "May I take a seat?"

"Yes, yes please." I hurriedly scoot aside to give her enough space to sit.

"I am sorry to bother you like this." The woman groans as she sits down beside me, "I just couldn’t resist the temptation to talk to someone so beautiful like you. You are blessed with beauty."

I smile softly, "Thank you."

"Your alpha must be really fortunate if he has gotten someone as his omega." She comments, "Where is he?"

"He cheated on me." I blurt out abruptly, my voice gloomy.

"Hmm," She seems to be contemplating what to say, "I don’t know what happened between you guys. But does your heart say that he cheated on you?"

I shake my head slowly, "No." My voice is cracking.

"Then you should give him a second chance." The old woman suggests, "Let him talk to him and sort out whatever is going on between you guys."

"I will try..." I squeak.

"Now then, I will be on my way." She struggles to stand up, so I help her up, "Sorry to bother you, once again."

"No, no it’s alright, really." I reassure her.

The old woman waves her hand at me, beckoning me to bend down. I follow her signal and bend down a little to see her eye-to-eye. He pets my head and smiles warmly and says, "You are a very kind person. I hope you will be happy in future."

The woman scurries off, slightly trembling. Something about her makes my heart fill with warmth.

I wish my grandma was here too.

I sit back down on the bench, replaying all my memories with my grandparents. I don’t know how much time passed since I got lost in my thoughts until a chime from my phone snaps me out of it.

RUTH: Bitch, where are you?

LEO: I am taking a stroll out here. Why?

RUTH: We made plans, remember? We will be late if you don’t come back now. It’s already eight.

I flip my wrist to check if he is right. Indeed, it’s almost eight.

LEO: Will be there in a minute.

I pocket my phone and get on my feet. If the granny is right, then I hope things will be sorted out. I really hope that. It feels so empty without him. Like I am pissing a very vital piece of me.

***

"Someone was there to see you out of your window last night, wasn’t there?" Steve abruptly asks, making me almost jump.

The other three had gone to buy us some ice cream, so they left me with Steve alone. And for some reason this kid is behaving very strangely from last night.

"There was someone." I rasp, "How do you know that?" I eye him warily.

"He told me," Steve chews on his dark chocolate, "before he went to you. He said he wanted to see you."

"Why?" My voice is so soft that only Steve and I can hear. My heart is beating in a dangerous rhythm and my breath is held.

"He likes you. He wants to take you with him."

Silence stretches between us. My heart is beating so loudly inside my ribs that I wonder if it’s audible to others too.

What’s with this boy? How can he...

"Hey guys, what are you talking about?" Ruth butts in from nowhere. They have returned from their little shopping stroll.

"We were talking about just how annoying you are." I roll my eyes.

"I am honored." Ruth says proudly as if he really is.

***

If I could, I would have stayed outside the whole night rather than return to this room. I have a feeling that something will happen today too. But I had no choice other than that because I can feel my body heating up and I am struggling to control my pheromones. Other than that, thunder is rolling across the black sky and a heavy wave of water is ready to pour down at any moment now. A thunderstorm after a bright sunny day.

I take another double dose of my medicine and lie down on the bed to close my eyes and control my unstable pheromones. I let all the lights on. I know it won’t help much but still it will at least give me some mental peace.

But after an hour, I realize my condition is worsening. My innards are so hot, my lower body is so wet that I am confusing it with my sweats, which is soaking me so thoroughly that it almost feels like I have just taken a bath. My cheeks are also beet red and I don’t need to look in a mirror to tell that I am a total mess.

Admitting my defeat, I call my doctor, "Hello?" I croak.

"What’s wrong with you, Mr. Snow?" The doctor senses something wrong, "Why are you sounding like this?"

"I-I took a double dose of my medication." My voice is dangerously trembling.

"What have you done?!" He gasps, "Are you trying to harm yourself by doing this?"

"Stop blubbing." I snap weakly, "What should I do now?"

"Do I really need to spell it out?" he chides, "Please ask your alpha to help you."

I cut the call without saying anything.

Just then a water splashing sound comes from the bathroom. I jump at the noise and jerk my head toward the transparent bathroom. And I clearly see someone standing there for a split second. I think my heart stops for a few good moments. And then I bolt. I swing open the door and leap into the long hallway.

There is no way I am staying here all alone today and in this state. And I am not sure if it is instinct or overwhelming adrenaline coursing through my veins, I directly knock at Ruth and Erwin’s shared room.

Erwin swings open the door with a worried look in his face, "Why are_" He starts but I cut him.

"Is Ruth here? I can’t live in my room alone. There is someone there." I bite out with so much difficulty.

Erwin looks over his shoulder before lying, "No he isn’t here."

Because I clearly see him lying on the bed, hearing songs in his earbuds, eyes closed. But the hell I care about it right now.

"Then you come with me and check." I say impatiently. My brain is constantly relating but as if my body is one to listen.

Erwin silently locks the door behind him and follows me to my room. He locks the door with a click then stops in front of my bed, "Where_"

"Fuck it." I curse out loud and throw myself over him.