Chapter 7-Revon

We both froze.

“What’s going on?” Adam mouthed. “Is that Jaice?”

“His bag’s here,” AJ’s voice came, followed by a thunk which meant he’d kicked my bag. Then, a chuckle. “And a very saucy shirt.”

The others snickered.

“He has got to be in one of these stalls,” Jaice drawled, “cowering like an Omega in heat.”

Blood rushed out of my body, and I could not believe how my luck kept getting worse.

“They’re hunting me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Shit, this was bad. If they found us in a stall together with Adam clearly in rut, and both of us shirtless, they were going to figure out something was up. Even if my scent blocker kept them from finding out I was an Omega, they’d still think that I was a scumbag Beta who was trying to seduce Adam to get back at him for agreeing to go out with Annalise!

Damn, Annalise, how could she have done this to me? And damn Adam, whose rut just had to send me into my own heat. Curse my stupid Omega body for betraying me like this! God, my dad wasn’t just going to kill me, he would eviscerate me if any of this gets out!

I needed to think fast.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are, little Beta,” another football player, Jordan, cried out. “If you don’t come out on your own, we’re going to drag you out.”

“Lotta stalls in here, but we have plenty of time to check each and every one,” AJ crooned. “Don’t be scared, we’re not going to hurt you, much.”

“We just want to make sure that you learned your lesson well enough,” Jaice joined in. “Go on, you got until I count to ten, or we start hunting!”

I wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box, but when I was under pressure, my brain worked well enough. I was ready to go out and ask Adam to stay silent until they left, but then, another idea hit me.

“Be silent,” I hissed at Adam, and got down to my knees.

Adam jumped back as my shoulders brushed his knees.

“What the hell are you doing?!” He whisper-shouted back.

Outside, I heard Jace call out, “One!”

“Saving both our asses,” I replied. “Be quiet! Get out of there when it feels right!”

“Two!”

“How do I know when it’s the right time?!” Adam demanded.

“Three!”

“You’ll know it!” I replied and started to crawl.

The bathroom floor stank to holy hell. The moment my hands touched the sticky floor, I wanted to gag. The janitors tried to keep everything pristine, but that was impossible with a bunch of teenage boys constantly using them. There was at least a foot length space between the stall walls and the floor.

It was difficult for someone like Adam to crawl beneath them, but for a twig like me?

I’ve wiggled through less.

“Four! But you know what, this is getting boring!”

And then, I heard the first door slam open.

Fear overtook me, but instead of making me freeze, it urged me to go on faster.

I started crawling with all I had, stealthily enough that I did not make a single sound.

“Not here!” Another slam.

There were twelve toilet stalls in the bathroom, all lined up along one wall. Adam and I had occupied the one at the very end. I was already crawling into the one next to the last.

Another slam rang out.

“Come out, you pussy! God, you’re getting on my nerves now!”

They were starting to get angry now.

Another slam.

I crawled into the next stall and sprang up.

“I’m getting tired of this,” AJ growled. “What the hell are you all waiting for? Go open everything!”

A rush of footsteps came.

“Get out of there, you good for nothing-”

“Oh, my God, can you give me a second?!” I yelled out. “Can’t a man throw up in peace?”

The footsteps stopped. 

I flushed the toilet for added effect. 

Then, adopting the best pissed-off expression I could manage, I crossed my arms to hide the scent blocker under my armpits, just in case, and stormed out of the toilet in all my shirtless glory.

Every footballer turned to look at me, stopping what they were doing. They noticed the perspiration on my torso, and the way I looked flushed.

AJ and Jaice exchanged a glance of ridicule.

“What the hell were you doing in there that you couldn’t answer?”

“I was puking,” I snapped at them.

“What?”  screamed the baffled footballers in sync.

“I’m extremely squeamish, okay,” I replied, trying to sound defensive. It wasn’t too hard. “Things disgust me easily, and when it happens, I puke. You dumped goddamn pasta sauce on me, and it was gross. I don’t think I’ll eat pasta ever again.”

Jaice’s face contorted into a strange expression. It was as if he was warring between the desire to laugh at me and hold on to his anger.

“God, you’re even more pathetic than I thought.”

None of them thought to question me as to why they didn’t hear me puking. Like, the sound coming from the pipes couldn’t hide that much noise.

“Yes, I am. So, can you please let me go?” I tried to appeal to what logic and common sense that were yet to be slammed out of their skulls, running around a ball for glory. “Guys, I just don’t want any trouble, okay? I’m not going after Annalise. I don’t want nothing to do with her or her boyfriend; I just want to be left alone. So, can we please just put this behind us and get on with our lives? I’m sure you have better things to do than waste your time on me.”

For a second, I dared to think I appealed to their intellect.

But then AJ let out a snort.

“Oh, you’re not getting off that easily!”

I braced myself to run as they started towards me, but then, another door slammed.

“Guys!” A very sweaty Adam burst out. He looked like a mess, eyes wide, panting, barely holding onto the toilet stall walls.

“Adam!” Jaice called out, concern overtaking his anger. The burly boy rushed towards his friend and propped him up. “God, man, you’re burning up!”

“Thank God,” Adam huffed, eyes closing despite himself. He went weak, so Jaice had to support all his weight.

“What the hell did you do to him?” Jordan demanded from me, but I immediately put my hands up, but not high enough to show the scent blocker.

“I have no idea, I thought I was alone!”

“He’s going into rut and stinking the place up! How did you miss it?!”

“I’m a Beta, I don’t smell any of y’all.”

“Forget about him!” Adam growled. “I’m going into rut, get me to the nurse, NOW!”

Despite the weakness he was showing, his voice rang loud and clear across the room, a commanding tone befitting the Alpha who managed to be the captain of the football team at the ripe age of fifteen, the youngest in Sawhill’s history to do so.

The footballers lost their minds. They all forgot about me and hurried to Adam. Jordan and Jaice draped Adam’s arms over their shoulders and propped him up so he could stand. AJ gathered his things, which had been lying near his bathroom stall.

I flattened myself against the wall to give them as much space as possible.

They completely ignored me as they hustled Adam past me.

As they did, during a window of barely one second, Adam’s face turned towards me.

Not enough for his friends to notice, but for me to see.

A light smile graced his lips. It felt personal, something just for me to see.

And then, he winked.