A Nightmare Unveiled

Amelia's Pov 

I woke up to the sound of the car that had parked outside my window, though it was a low rumbling, it reverberated through my room like thunder. 

Why didn't my alarm sound? I pondered picking it from the ground.

I was dumbfounded when I realized I had slept for a whole day and was waking up a day later.

I stared at the shattered pieces of glass called a mirror as they reflected a distorted and fragmented image of me. The edges were jagged and rough. I glared at my image, there was something wrong, but I couldn't fathom it.

There was something wrong with me, first I had slept without waking up for 36 hours, this wasn't the effect of the drugs administered to me at the Pack Clinic. There was something else to it. 

Suddenly I felt like throwing up as I walked slowly and carefully, making sure to keep my head and body upright. I hadn't taken two steps forward when I felt a throbbing pain on my head as I fell to the ground, chattering the pieces of glass in the process.

"Amelia! What's wrong?" My mum yelled from the kitchen as I shrieked in pain holding my head.

"Are you okay?" She asked again as I whispered a Yes.

I held onto the bed as I crawled to the bathroom to throw up when I caught my reflection in the mirror making me gasp.

Now I get why I was confused at first. I was completely naked. But why was I naked? What happened during the 36 hours when I was asleep?

The pain disappeared as I used a blanket to cover my nudity. Running down the rusty staircase that would scream and groan under my weight with each step I took. The metal threads are slippery due to rust.

I hurried towards the kitchen to ask my mum some questions but stood at the door with a pale complexion, my eyes wide and mouth agape.

What was he doing here? Like the slums? Home for defaulters?

"How're you feeling now?" My mum inquired as I kept staring at Chris.

"What are you doing here? What's he doing here mum?" I was confused about the events of the day.

It was an abomination for the Alphas to set foot in the home of defaulters, so why was he here?

" Oh! He came to know how you were faring." Mum said, but I noticed she was lying.

"Mum, did you tell the Alpha's heir to come over? This is the slum." I said in fright.

"You weren't getting up, so I had to search for help." She said as Chris stood watching us.

"By bringing Chris here? Mum, did you even realize I was naked? What if I hadn't woken up?" I yelled in anger forgetting he was present.

"No need to be frightened, I didn't see anything yet." He said with a dubious smile.

Yet? 

"Mum, I need to speak to you," I said using the mind link.

"Can't it wait?" She replied with a smirk.

"No," I replied with a frown settling on my cheek.

"I'll excuse you guys," Chris said walking into the sitting room with an old couch and crumbs from food Mr. Henry had eaten, scattered all over the cushion.

"Mum, when did you return from your night shift?" I demanded.

"7 am, why?"

"Did you come into the room? If you did, was I in any way hot that you had to pull my jammies?" I rushed as she just shook her head.

"Then I must be getting mad, who could have done it?" I wondered. Without giving her or Chris a moment to speak I ran towards my room, the rusty nail cutting me in the process.

Immediately, I shut the door behind me and began searching for my jammies, the ones I had on the night of the incident but couldn't find them. 

No, this wasn't happening. After searching the common places my jammies would have been left, I went ahead to search under the bed, but what I saw made me tremble uncontrollably, my eyes were wide with terror, and I was unable to find the word that would escape my mouth. My body froze, stuck in a state of paralyzing fear.

I was too weak to move an inch as I stared at it. My jammies were stained with blood, and the syringe used in injecting whatever it was into my system.

"This can't be true. It was a dream, you're hallucinating." I whispered as I crawled towards the door.

Even if it was real, who could have done it? Mr. Henry was also an Omega and wasn't powerful, none of his friends and residents of the slum was as powerful as whatever had raped me.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the spot where his fangs tore my flesh, but it was all smooth.

What was wrong with me? I concluded it was just a bad dream and lost count of the time I spent in the room when suddenly the voice of my mum brought me back to reality.

"Amelia, open the door, let's talk," She called out, but I sat mute without saying a word.

"Won't you be going to watch the fireworks at the pack house?" She added. 

The firework festival is performed every 8 years. I attended the last one with my dad, a memory I won't forget.

"Will you come with me?" I queried, but as usual, I got the same reply.

"I'm busy dear, but Chris has offered to go with you," Mum said as I rolled my eyes.

"Don't you think it's weird that he's being so close to me?" 

"No hunny, the goddess has answered your prayers and you've finally gotten a friend, someone that looks beyond your imperfection." She said as I heaved a sigh.

"Oh no, baby I'm sorry. You know that wasn't what I meant right?" 

"I'll go dress up mum," I said walking into the bathroom to tend to my injuries, totally ignoring her.

Some minutes later, I stepped out of the bathroom, clad in a white cotton dress that had a full skirt and short sleeves. I complimented my looks with black leggings and ballet flats. I wore my hair into a bun, added my lipstick, and was good to go.

I stepped out of the room, hoping it would be a good day. My aim in leaving the house was to make Lucy go wild with jealousy when she spots I and Christ together. 

I can't describe it, but since Chris came around, I had noticed some positive changes in my life.

He had broken up with Lucy after the incident, so it would be nice to act like he had moved on, especially for someone like me. 

With this thought of revenge, I added my gold hoop earrings as I walked down to meet Chris.

"Stop staring," I said laughing in a high-pitched voice. He wouldn't get his eyes off me since I came into the sitting room.

 I mind-linked my mum as we left the house, it seems she had gone to the grocery store.

I went outside and stared in awe. He had come with an Audi Q3 Sportback.

"There's no way you brought this here," I said in awe, staring at the latest car sitting in my compound. 

"Come on, we'll be late." He said, standing by the door and waiting for me to approach as he stretched out his arms to steady me from falling.

"What a nice gentleman." I mocked as he flashed me a smile.

The journey to the pack house was fun, I never knew he was that jovial. 

As soon as we arrived at the packhouse, his beta came running down.

"Where have you been? We've been worried." He cooed as I let out a smile.

"Hello, I'm Amelia," I said, trying to make a friend. But rather he stared at me like he was deliberating to take my hands.

"What are you doing with her?" He blurted like he was just recognizing me.

"Why would you ask such a question?" Chris queried, seething in anger.

"Come with me." His Beta Dave said as we walked towards the hall.

The stares and whispers I got as I walked toward the hall made me shiver as a chill ran down my spine. I felt a sudden chill and could almost feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing up.

I was suddenly filled with a sense of unease, and the chill that ran down my spine left me feeling cold and unsettled.

We finally arrived at the hall, it was an incredibly chaotic and noisy atmosphere. Seems everyone was engrossed in a movie. Excited conversations and laughter were filling the air, and the occasional shriek of excitement when something dramatic happened on screen.

I looked at the TV screen as a range of emotional reactions ran through my face. I had an increased heart rate and respiration. I was trembling and silently prayed the ground would open and take me in.

"Shameless slut." I heard a voice behind me and turned to meet Lucy walking towards me with a smirk on her face.

I turned to Chris, but his face was filled with shock, disbelief, and disgust as he stared at me. His eyes were wide. He seemed unable to comprehend what he just saw. His expression was one of complete dismay and revulsion.

I felt empty as I immediately ran out of the pack house. My eyes were wide with fear and confusion. I trembled in fear, racing to get away as quickly as possible.