Warning! Non-con! Miscarriage! And a shit ton of angst! Don't like? Don't read!!!
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~Keith's POV~
I sigh, rubbing my round stomach gently as I waddled to class, my binder tucked under my arm. I approach the stairs and sigh, looking at them. I grab the railing and cringe at the grungy feeling before slowly ascending the stairs. I get to the top of the first flight and pant softly before starting to ascend the second flight. When I got onto the second step of the stairs, someone bumped into me hard enough to knock me down the steps I had climbed. I grunt when I landed on my ass and whimper, biting my lip.
"F-fuck." I mumble, struggling into a standing position before catching a glimpse of the person who bumped me. It was Lotor. I sigh. Great, my day just got worse! I walk up to my class and ease myself into the seat, rubbing my stomach. I pay attention to my teacher, taking notes and doodling on my paper absentmindedly.
The day dragged by slowly until school ended and I was waiting for Lance to be done with practice. (Someone please help me name a springtime sport Lance would play. {I don't know any sports please don't shoot me})
I sigh and sit on a bench, rubbing my tummy gently. I hear footsteps behind me and turn to see Lotor and his group approaching me. I sigh and take a deep breath, grabbing out my phone. I pull up my speed dial and look at Lotor, waving my phone in the air.
"Lance's number is on speed dial, right next to 911, don't even think about doing anything." I say softly, rubbing my stomach. Lotor chuckles.
"You think I'm scared of that little bitch of an Alpha that you call your mate? He hits like a fucking girl."
"Oh yeah? Because, if I remember correctly, my Alpha kicked your fucking ass last time and left you as a bloody pulp on the pavement." I say, an eyebrow raised. Lotor surged forward and grabbed my throat with a strong hand.
"Watch how you speak to me, slut. Or you'll regret it." He growls, his eyes murderous. I let out a whimper, gasping for air and clawing at his wrist. Lotor released my neck and I gasped for air, slumped against the bench. I look up at the Alpha fearfully and try to hide the fact that I was starting to tremble. I grab my phone from where it fell and dial Lance's number. I look up at Lotor, putting the phone to my ear. Lotor glared and leaned into my ear.
"Tell him and you won't be the only one suffering the consequences." He whispers, poking my belly before walking off. I take a few shakey breaths, waiting for Lance to pick up.
"Hello?" Lance asks, sounding breathless. I let out a soft breath of relief.
"Hi Lance..." I whisper.
"Hey baby, what's up?" He asks.
"N-nothing... just bored and wondering when we'll be going home." I lie.
"Give me a few minutes, practice just let out."
"Okay."
"Okay, see you soon. I love you."
"I love you. See you soon." I mumble, rubbing my tummy. I sigh and turn off my phone, yawning. After a few minutes, I heard footsteps appraching me and turned around, seeing my Alpha. I sighed with relief and ran to him, hugging him tightly. He chuckles, lifting me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist.
"You okay baby?" He asks, rubbing my back.
"I am now." I mumble against his neck, breathing in his wonderful scent. Lance smiles and rubs my back, starting to walk home.
"So how was your day baby?"
"Hmm... same old, same old. Only with the added struggle of trying to walk upstairs when pregnant, and then being rudely knocked down the stairs by some idiot who didn't even apologise." I say, rubbing my stomach. A growl left Lance's throat at the last part of my sentence.
"You fell down the stairs? Were you hurt? Is the baby okay? Who knocked you down the stairs? Do I need to kill them?" He asks, looking at me. I shush him.
"I'm fine. It was only like, two little stairs that I fell down and I landed on my bum. The baby is fine, they are currently kicking away inside of me. I didn't see who knocked me down the stairs so, no, you don't need to kill them." I say, sighing softly. Lance kisses my nose.
"Okay baby." He whispers, walking into the house only to be bombarded by his younger twin brothers, Marco and Luis. I giggle and look at the two, patting Lance's shoulder to let him know he could put me down. Once my feet were firmly on the gorund, I bent down and ruffled Marco's hair.
"Have you two been good for your mother?" I ask softly. They only giggle and run off. I straighten and smile, seeing Camilia walking towards me.
"Me and my friends are going to be meeting up in less than fifteen minutes, can you two please watch the kids for me?" She asks, putting in her earrings.
"Of course." I say, smiling.
"Thank you." She says, hugging me before rushing out the door. I smile and waddle to the couch, easing myself down onto the cushions. Lance watches me, a smile on his face.
"What?" I ask softly.
"Nothing~ Just admiring my beautiful Omega." He says, sitting next to me. I blush and hide my face.
"Sh-shut up." I mumble, pouting. Lance chuckles and pulls my hands away form my face.
"Never~" He says. I pout more before the twins ran down the stairs, holding a phone high in the air. Shortly after the boys ran down the stairs, Veronica followed, screaming at them to give her the phone back.
"Boys, give her back the phone." I scold, giving a very motherly look. They give me a scared look before handing Veronica her phone and running off the go play. I feel my phone vibrate in my hand and look down to see a message on my screen. I pull it up.
Unknown: Hey there little slut. Seeing as I am still breathing, you haven't told that Alpha of yours.
I freeze when I read the words on the screen. Lotor.
"What is it baby?"
"Nothing, just some joker playing a prank." I say, turning off my phone. Lance smiles and pets my hair, causing me to purr.
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Later that night, I got another text.
Lotor: Little slut, are you alone right now?
Me: Why should I tell you?
Lotor: Because that abomination inside your stomach will be gone if you don't. I tense up.
Me: Fuck you...
Me: Yes... I'm alone.
Lotor: Good boy~
Lotor: Look out your window.
I get up and do as told, looking outside. I see Lotor standing on the ground and take a deep breath.
Me: What the fuck are you doing here creep?
Lotor: Naughty little slut, is that any way to talk to your master?
Me: Fuck you, you sicko.
Lotor: It's the other way around. I'm going to fuck you, you little slut.
Me: Hell no. I'm calling the police.
Lotor: Do I need to remind you what will happen?
Me: Fuck
Me: You
Lotor: Get your little ass down here or I'll come up~
Me: Fuck you.
Lotor: Alrighty then. I'm coming up~
I flip out and run to the closet, locking the door and putting a hand over my mouth to quiet myself.
"Oh little Omega~ Where are you~?" Lotor asks. I whimper softly and text Lance.
Me: Please come home as quick as you can... the baby is in danger. I send before the closet door was yanked open. I hide my phone as Lotor yanked me out of the closet by my hair. I whimper and try to get his hand off my hair. Lotor only growled and threw me onto the bed, locking the door before climbing over me, using my own shirt to tie my wrists to the headboard before he ripped off my leggings and boxers, his nails scraping across my bump. I whimper and try to twist away from him but he roughly pinned my hips to the bed and spread my legs, thrusting in roughly, no slick, no prep, dry and raw. I scream in pain and tug at the shirt that bound my wrists to the headboard. Lotor chuckles darkly and thrusts roughly, grunting and moaning. I cry and scream, tugging at my restraints. Everything got ten times worse when he knotted me. Instead of pure bliss like I felt when Lance knots me, it was nothing but pain. I scream and sob, crying for my Alpha.
"Such a good little slut, taking my knot like that." Lotor says, his sharp nails tracing my jaw. I whimper and try to move away only to cry out when his knot tugged on my abused rim. I sob, turning my head away when he started using his sharpened nails to carve something into my skin. I scream, kicking and thrashing. The sound of the front door slamming alerted Lotor and he turned, chuckling darkly.
"So you called for your Alpha after all... looks like your abomination is going to pay the price." He growls. I hear a weird 'flick' noise and whimper, seeing a knife in his hand. Just as the door crashes in, Lotor plunges the knife into me, all while pulling out of me. I scream in pure agony, sobbing as my hands went to my belly, feeling no movement. I then saw a flash of blue and black as my Alpha lunged at Lotor. A few snarls and howls were heard before Lotor went silent and Lance stood up, blood all over his chin. I gasp and try to back away. That wasn't my Alpha. I sob before I felt his gentle touch on my face.
"Shh, it'll be okay Keith. It'll be okay." He whispers, grabbing his phone and calling 911.
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~Lance's POV~
It's been five hours since I last saw Keith. I had already been questioned by police and I wouldn't be placed under arrest because it was self defense. All I had to do now was drive to the hospital to see my Omega. I park my car and get out, running to the front desk.
"I'm here to visit Keith Kogane." I say hurriedly.
"Relationship to the patient?"
"I'm his Alpha." I say, looking around anxiously. The lady types in the information.
"He is in room 438 on the third floor."
"Thank you!" I shout, running off. I run up the stairs and run down the hall. Once I found the room, I paused outside of it and panted softly before knocking on the door.
"C-come in." I hear my mate's weak voice say. I walk into the room and look at him, breaking down when I didn't see his bump. I rush over to the bed and kneel down next to it, my shaking hands ghosting over his midsection. Keith lets out a broken sob and pushes my hands away. I look up at him and rise to my feet, cupping his face in my hands before wrapping my arms around him, holding him close.
"I'm sorry... I-I-I'm s-s-sorry. I c-couldn't stop him..." Keith sobs. I shush him.
"It's not your fault baby... but why didn't you tell me sooner? I could've helped you."
"He threatened the baby!!! He threatened my baby!" Keith shouts, looking at me with wide indigo eyes. I shush him again.
"I'm sorry baby... I'm sorry." I whisper, holding him close. Keith sobs, his hands fisted tightly in my shirt. I kiss his head.
"It's okay baby... it's going to be okay." I whisper, rocking him gently while I rubbed his back. Keith slowly calmed down and fell asleep, his hands still gipping my shirt rather tightly. I carefully lay down on the bed, keeping Keith on my lap while he slept.
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There ya go! I kinda threw out my other plan. I needed more angst. I hope you guys liked it!
Luv y'all,
Erin Jaeger