Runaway Omega
Chapter 41 - - 41 Back To The Basics

Chapter 41: Chapter - 41 Back To The Basics

Tristan’s Point Of View

I woke up with a start and looked around. I saw that I was in Ferdinand’s bed with all 4 of my Alphas. I didn’t hurt as much as I had yesterday when I woke up. The massage really had worked wonders on my body. Thankfully nobody was sleeping with their limbs around me.

I slowly wiggled my way down and off the bed careful not to jostle anyone on my way down. Ferdinand and Sylvester were asleep next to me, which was good considering they were decently heavy sleepers once they were out for a bit.

I reached the floor and crawled to the door, I didn’t chance trying to stand up yet. After yesterday’s fiasco I decided to wait until I had a stabilizing agent.

I slowly opened the door, thankful that Mrs. Kristi kept up with the housekeeping. The door didn’t make a single sound during my escape attempt, due to its well oiled hinges.

I opened the door just enough to crawl through and exited the room. I didn’t close the door, just in case I wasn’t back before they woke up. They would at least know I left the room, and come looking for me.

I crawled out to the hallway and used the wall to stand up. Thankfully the guys were such overprotective gentleman where it counted. I looked down and noticed I was in a blue and black plaid pajama set. Sylvester definitely dressed me last night.

My legs were a bit shaky as I took one step, then another, before I started walking as fast as I could down the hall while holding the wall. I finally reached Del’s door and I was decently tired all over again. I didn’t want to knock too hard and wake anyone else up, so I used my index finger to knock three times.

It was silent on the other wide of the door and my legs were getting tired. I slumped to the ground and knocked again. Then I heard a rustling behind the door. I knocked with my index finger one more time so he’d know he wasn’t hearing things.

"Tristan!? What the hell? Are you okay?" He asked in a panic, once he opened the door. I could only smile up at him with a dopey smile.

I really had missed Del and all his fretting and worrying. I stood up slowly and walked into his room. Then, I collapsed onto his bed with a sigh.

"Tristan seriously, what’s going on? What’s wrong?" Del asked again, closing his door.

"Nothings wrong Del... I just missed you is all." I said, crawling higher up his bed.

Delcain let out a deep tired sigh and climbed back into bed as well. He pulled his cover over the both of us and faced me with a tired raised eyebrow.

"Do they know you came here? Do you even know what time it is?" He asked me.

"Nope, and nope." I said pressing my forehead to his.

"Haaah... They’re gonna freak out when they notice you’re missing, Tristan..." He sighed.

"I know, but I can’t cuddle with them... I don’t want it to turn into something else... I’m too tired..." I replied.

"Well I’ll at least text them and tell them, just so they don’t go on a rampage." Delcain chuckled.

"I’m pretty sure they can feel where I am, but yeah do that, so they don’t try to drag me back. What time is it anyway?" I asked.

I hadn’t needed my phone since coming here so I never carried it with me. Not only that, but I never kept my clothes on for long, so it became really redundant for me to keep it in my pockets.

"It’s 4:17am. Also Bellamy is awake. He said you get two hours, but you might not make it that long..." Delcain said, looking at me worried.

"Ngh... but that doesn’t seem long enough at all..." I pouted.

"He said, you’re going to need their pheromones if you don’t want a headache and bloody nose..."

I looked up with a start and immediately winced. I had already forgotten what happened when I had watched movies alone, I didn’t pass out because I was tired, it was because of the persistent headache I had gotten.

"Well they know now, so it will be fine." Delcain said, sitting his phone down.

"Del... the cycle is harder than I thought it would be... can’t I just get pregnant and end it sooner? I’m so tired all the time now, and everything hurts all day. Don’t even get me started on the sex... I barely leave the bed, I can hardly eat, and this damn persistent fever!" I complained, tears forming in my eyes.

"Hold on, let’s not go crazy here. There are already too many damn kids, you barely had a chance to get to know Tahlia, and now you want to add another kid? Not to mention how much harder your life will be once you’re pregnant. You could die giving birth you know? We don’t even have an actual doctor here yet. Let’s just calm down and formulate a plan. No need to do anything rash." Delcain said looking at me with fear and worry in his eyes.

He pressed his forehead against mine again, and began to gently stroke my hair. It was more soothing than I thought it would be. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. Delcain slowly stopped stroking my hair and laid his hand on my cheek.

"Make them take better care of you brother. It’s the least they can do. I’m talking massages, to spoon feeding, to princess pampering all that. Nobody gets a piece of ass until you’re completely satisfied. You shouldn’t expend any extra energy for the next 3 days." He said, squeezing my cheek before running his hand back through my hair.

"They told me to be more selfish, but I don’t even know how. I just want this to be over... it’s my greatest wish, the cycle makes me regret being mated. And that’s not fair to them because it’s not their fault, they really are the best. I got so lucky in finding them, but this sucks, and I have to go through it every three months?! I don’t wanna!" I groaned loudly.

The way I felt really wasn’t fair to my Alphas but my body was in constant pain and ecstasy all day, for me personally it was a fate worse than death. I didn’t know how to voice that to them without hurting their feelings.

"Well Tristan, if you hadn’t met them we would be back at the facility and stuck in the breeding house... so I feel like our bodies would have still suffered the same either way. This way at least you know it’s not intentional and that they care about you. Every three months VS every day forever? Is there really any competition there?" He asked seriously.

"No... You’re right, I just wanted to vent..." I said pouting.

"Haha... I always am. Get some sleep big brother, and just know I’ll support you no matter what. You’re suffering for my sake as well, so I’ll help you any way that I can." He said kissing my forehead.

"Thanks Del. When this is over I’m sleeping in your room more. I really did miss this..." I said closing my eyes.

"Over the water brook, run past the trees. There lies a river boat, made just for me. Go see the places and go see the sights. We’re going to make it through, so we’ll be alright."

"I didn’t think you still remembered that song... keep singing it. These are happy tears so I’m okay." I said, tears streaming down my cheeks.

We had made that song as kids and Del used to sing it to me whenever my testing lasted longer than usual, or more accurately, whenever Cole’s father would visit.

I listened to Del sing the song while running his hand through my hair and fell asleep in no time. Sometimes it was good to go back to the basics of my comfort zone...

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Ferdinand’s Point Of View

"Ngh... Shit! Where’s Tristan?!" I yelled, sitting upright in my bed. He had gone to sleep in between me and Sylvester and I made sure he couldn’t sleep walk out of the room like before.

"Calm down dummy. He’s with Del. Shouldn’t you be able to sense where he is anyway?" Bellamy said from my left.

Bellamy was right, I could distinctly tell where he was in my house, but that only worked when I was calm enough to think about it. How could I be calm waking up and see him missing from where he was before I slept? That was unreasonable, if you asked me.

"How did he get there? Why is he there?" I asked.

"Evidently he walked there on his own. Del text all of us saying he was fine, he just missed sleeping with Del, apparently..." Bellamy sighed.

"Ngh... my head hurts... Where is Tristan?" Sylvester groaned waking up as well.

"He’s with Del..." Bellamy sighed, clearly tired of repeating himself.

"Ugh... how long has he been there? Seriously this headache is no joke..." Cole groaned, apparently awake too now.

"Almost two hours... I suspect this headache is Tristan’s... before the cycle, we didn’t feel it like this... but now...?" Bellamy said trailing off.

"If this is what Tristan feels whenever we are gone too long, I’m never leaving his side for more than an hour. This hurts like hell!" Sylvester groaned loudly.

*Knock... Knock... Knock...*

"Come in..." I said.

"Hey, could you guys come get him now? He’s asleep, but his nose is bleeding and I can’t wake him..." Delcain said with a sigh.

"Yeah, I’ll go get him." I said lumbering from the bed.

"Sorry. It was nothing against you guys, he’s just feeling helpless again. He doesn’t actually know how to live for himself at the moment." Delcain said with a half-hearted smile.

"Yeah, I’m starting to pick up on that... thanks for being there for him Del." Sylvester said.

I walked out the room and headed for Del’s door. Once I walked into his room, I released a bit of my pheromones as well. Tristan’s face settled back down, out of the pensive scrunch that it was in, and he smiled softly in return.

I scooped him up and grabbed some tissue Del had close by and wiped Tristan’s nose.

"Bellamy said he would get a nose bleed, but I didn’t think he wouldn’t wake up once he did..." Del sighed from behind me.

"It’s fine. He’s just a bit stubborn." I chuckled, looking down at Tristan.

"Can I ask you a favor?" Delcain said.

"Anything, little brother." I replied.

"Could you maybe... force him to be selfish? Just for the next three days? He can’t help but feel like a burden, and he knows his body makes you all increasingly sexual, but he needs the love and care that come with it so he can accept it better. Just... I don’t know, try to resist the sex until he asks for it, but at the same time do everything for him...?"

"Understood..." I said heading for the door.

"He feels like if he says he hates it, that it will sound like he is rejecting you guys and the bond, but what he hates is himself and the way he affects the rest of the world... he contemplated getting pregnant to end it sooner, just so you know... just keep an eye on him, and pamper the hell out of him." Delcain said, stopping me in my tracks.

"He... contemplated getting pregnant...?" I asked for confirmation.

Delcain nodded solemnly. I turned around and thanked him again, then walked back out his room. That tidbit of information was worth it’s weight in gold. It meant that his suffering was worse than we had initially thought, and sex wasn’t the only thing he needed.

We would need to go back to the drawing board and formulate a better solution to his problems. We would need to brainstorm all ideas with Tristan involved, and start from scratch.

’Back to the basics of what it is to be a mate.’