Gamma's Unexpected Love

Chapter 3

Lilian pov

I woke up the next morning with a start, jumping practically out of bed. My heart was racing as I stared frantically around the room. “It’s not a cell, it’s not a cell, it’s not a cell.” I chanted quietly, trying to calm my heart rate. I looked at the bathroom door, apprehension on my face as I slowly got out of bed.

”Where are you going, sweetie?” I turned my head back towards the bed in surprise, fear making my heart race again. Sevra was sitting on my bed, wearing the bright red dress she wore during the announcement ceremony so long ago that made her look like a giant fireball.

I closed my eyes tightly, counting slowly to five, then opened my eyes. She wasn’t there anymore, and I took a sigh of relief, only it was short-lived as I turned towards the bathroom door once more to see her standing there leaning against it.

”Going to prostitute yourself for your playboy?” She said with a chuckle. “Sorry sweetie, he doesn’t want your ugly body.” I growled softly at her, but all the same, I looked down at my body in disgust. Faded scars loitered on every area of my body. I flinched, subconsciously crossing my arms tightly across my stomach, squeezing tightly as I tried my best to disappear.

”You’re dead.” I whispered furiously at her.

”And you’re ugly!” She yelled, laughing loudly as she twitched her body to me. I stood still as she walked around my body, appraising me. “Tsk, tsk.” She said, shaking her head.

”I never told you this before, but you looked ridiculous that night at the party. Why would you think wearing a dress the same color as your hair would look good? It just makes you look washed out.” I snarled at her.

”You’re just jealous that wherever I went I popped because of how bright and beautiful I was, while no one ever noticed you. You’re nothing, Kurt is only engaged to you because he has to be, because he feels pity for you.” She sneered at me. I looked down at the ground, tears bubbling in my eyes. I blinked my eyes rapidly, refusing to cry for her, even if she was just a ghost.

I lifted my eyes and scanned the room, grateful she was gone. For now, anyway. I lifted my eyes back to the bathroom door, walking towards it slowly. I flinched, looking down at my body in disdain. I was only wearing pajama shorts and a short matching spaghetti strap shirt. So much of my body was exposed, I felt disgusting. I walked to the dresser and yanked off my clothes, putting on my signature baggy pants and a black hoodie so big it almost covered my eyes when I pulled the hood over my head. I took a deep breath, sighing out in relief as I felt less exposed.

Once I was properly clothed I went back to the bathroom, glancing through the crack before I opened the door. I always cracked the bathroom door, I felt too enclosed to close it. After a while, Kurt started leaving his cracked as well, maybe so he could keep an eye on me, but it made me feel safer so I didn’t say anything to him. I knew he watched me constantly, it was frustrating he needed to keep constant watch in case I went crazy again.

I took a deep breath as I frowned, looking at myself in the bathroom mirror. I haven’t gone crazy since I killed Sevra four years ago, why did he seem to think it was going to happen again? It’s not like there was any other reason for him to follow me around.

I tiptoed into Kurt’s room and saw him sleeping still. He really was gorgeous. He was shirtless, who knows if he was even wearing clothes because the blanket was covering from his waist down. I stared down at his muscular chest and gulped, having to force my eyes away from his perfect body.

He was breathing deeply, still lost in whatever dream he was having, and I couldn’t help but feel jealous that he didn’t get nightmares. I reached up and gently pushed some of his messy dark gray hair off of his forehead, biting my lip as I looked at his long eyelashes.

”You want to get back together with me?” I flinched, yanking my hand away from him as I remembered what Beth said when I opened the bathroom door. I didn’t know she was talking to Kurt when she said that, but I opened the bathroom door and there they were, standing up against each other. Then they were kissing, and I couldn’t help the pain as it stabbed into my chest.

I looked at his lips, how soft they looked, slightly parted as he slept, and bit my lip again. What did a kiss even feel like? I bet it felt amazing, especially with Kurt. I shook my head in annoyance, frowning down at the ground as I gripped my hoodie tightly in my hands. If I really wanted to know I’m sure half the school could tell me since he’s slept with most of them. Why would he ever look at me when he was surrounded by gorgeous girls?

I sighed, a tear bubbling in my eye again as I turned around and left his room.

I grabbed my bag and shoved my book into it, racing out the door. I needed to be outside, it was too suffocating in here. I raced down the stairs so fast I dropped my bag and sighed loudly in frustration as I went down on my knees to gather the contents that fell out.

”Auntie Lily?” I looked up, staring into beautiful light blue eyes. My heart softened as I smiled up at Jade, the older of the twins. She was four, just like Colt, but six months older than him. I reached up and patted her head, running my fingers through her gorgeous purple-tinted black long hair, soft and silky as it hung down to her butt.

”Are you okay Auntie Lily?” I turned to the other side of me in surprise, staring straight into adorable little light violet eyes. I patted Colette’s head as well, the younger of the twins, as I brushed my fingers through her pure white silky hair that also hung down to her butt. The twins were completely different from each other, but still beautiful all the same.

”Hi ladies, I’m fine, don’t worry about me. Just fell.” I said with a smile at them. They both smiled brightly at me, hugging me from either side as they sat down on their knees to help me fix my bag. I loved these little girls so much, they didn’t care about my baggy clothes they didn’t make fun of me or shove me around, they accepted me for me. Children really were very innocent.

After my bag was straightened I thanked the babies and left as fast as I could, my heart racing as I ran, needing fresh air. Once outside I took deep breaths, my hands on my knees as I tried to steady myself. I hated being enclosed in places, especially after being tortured for so long in a tiny cell and a tiny room.

I fast-walked through the garden, walking as quietly as I could to avoid people. There were omegas everywhere, tending to the flowers with care, chattering happily, and laughing. It was much simpler and calmer since Tate and Adaline became the Alpha and Luna, they were strict but kind and caring at the same time. Our pack became one of the strongest packs, and we get emissaries quite a bit from packs farther away asking for help with something or wanting to make an alliance. I thought it was funny how much Alpha Titus thought he was the greatest Alpha, but he was just a shadow compared to his son. I had much respect for Tate, and Adaline became like an older sister to me.

I heard familiar giggling to the left and hid behind a tree, wanting to avoid everyone. I didn’t hate them, I just didn’t want to deal with the effort of talking when I didn’t need to.

I peeked out from behind the tree to watch Brandos and his son collecting flowers. He and Caileen gave birth to a boy four months after Colt was born, and they named him Emmett. He was an adorable little boy, red-haired like his father, and honey light brown eyes.

”Are you giving your flowers to mommy?” Emmett’s little voice rang out, making me smile at the cuteness. Brandos smiled softly at Emmett, patting his short messy hair.

”Yes, are you giving your flowers to your fiancé, Colette?” Emmett frowned, then looked down at his flowers clutched tightly in his little hand.

”Okay, I’ll give them to Colette, but I’m gonna give this flower to Colt.” He said with a bright smile. “Because Colt is my best friend.” He said. Brandos retied his long blood-red hair and tickled Emmett. Emmett squealed and ran towards the house, and Brandos followed him laughing.

Once they were gone I left my hiding spot and walked to the tree in the middle of the garden, my favorite tree. As I walked I bit my lip, remembering their conversation. Back when Colleen first had Emmett they laughed about engaging their kids together to keep everyone close but they were never serious about it because we thought everyone was having true mates again. Then people would turn eighteen and only some of them were finding true mates. Over the last four years, the number lowered dramatically, to the point where only three or four a year found a true mate. Because of that, the group decided to just go ahead and make the engagements permanent, and they matched the oldest twin Jade with Colt and the younger twin Colette with Emmett. I understand it was cute and they wanted to keep everyone together, but what if they grew up not liking each other? Or being forced to be with someone they didn’t even like, like they forced someone disgusting like me onto Kurt who was so amazing and gorgeous he could have anyone he wanted.

I sighed, lost in thought and I climbed my favorite tree. Maybe I was just biased because I was forced on Kurt, but the twins were so sweet and innocent and beautiful, I’m sure the boys will love them properly.

I adjusted myself so I was comfortable on the branches as I took out my book and flipped through the pages, finding the spot I left off at, and started reading. Faintly I wondered what Kurt was doing, but I brushed it aside knowing he was probably happy he got to wake up without having to see my ugly face.