Chapter 3 Why me

Bella's POV

I continued with the cardio revival process, blowing air into his lips and pressing his heavy chest.

My heart pounded inside my chest and my heart raced with thoughts. My body was clouded with fear and the cold hands of death struggled with mine in the fight for his life. I could feel it holding me back and his life slipping away.

It was a struggle for life and death. I was on the side of life and death, on the other hand, struggling with myself.

I fucking hate this story. How would I explain this to someone? I administered a drug to him, a drug I was not sure of, and killed him in the process. Oh my God! Fuck!!!

The atmosphere was filled with fear. Tension and death hung heavy in the air. My mind was clouded with fear, and my body weakened as the second passed.

I knew I could not do anything again. I stopped and watched him go away slowly, choking as death dragged him away.

Death. Why are you so monstrous? Why should I be left in this predicament? Why should it be me? In fact why the fuck should Ellis send me to do this shit? Now I've killed him. Oh moon goddess, help me get out of this mess. I've killed him.

I checked his pulse and noticed his heart had stopped. The beeping of the machine also stopped, leaving the room silent with the weight of fear. The only disturbing sound in the room was the heavy vibration of my pounding heart that shook the room.

I walked to him, tears dripping from my eyes, and my chest tightened. I closed his eyes softly and rested my head on his chest.

"The moon goddess guides you as you cross the paths of the spirits," I muttered.

I took a step back and slowly exited the room. If I'd stay here any longer, they'll come to check on them and I'll be fucking doomed. I just need to act normal and leave here. I wiped my tears and straightened my jacket. I tried to look normal, but my annoying heart was racing. That could draw attention to me.

Well, I'll take my shot.

I smiled sheepishly, trying not to draw attention to myself, and slipped away from the hospital.

You know, it was kinda easy to leave the hospital. No questions from anyone, only the snoopy eyes of Ana fixed on me. The more reason I need to get as far away as I can from here is the fact that I know she'll fucking raise the alarm. The way I barged into the office showed that there was trouble already, now I secretly left the hospital just like that.

Damn it. Why?

It was now dawned on me that I had just killed a man. I murdered him in cold blood. Fuck! What would I say? They'll still catch me. How do I explain to them that I administered a drug I wasn't sure about and, in the process, killed a man?

Oh lord, save my soul.

The atmosphere was filled with death, and the chilling feeling of it hovered around and seeped into my bones. I felt the flutters in my belly.

I need to head home. Rose should be back by now. She'll have a solution to this shit.

I hastened my feet as I ran through the tracks. It's a pity we live in the slums. A place left for the least. Rose should be living in the palace. That's where she belongs, but she decided to stay with me and all I've done is bring shame to her all the time. Now I've killed someone.

How do I even explain this to her?

Tears ran through my heavy cheek and burned it like hot acid, leaving scars as it passed by.

It was getting late, I needed to hurry. They'll soon be looking around for me. I increased my pace, and from walking, I slowly began to leap. And transcended into running and dreaming of flying.

Finally, I got back home, panting heavily. I pushed the door open and found no one home.

"Rose!! Are you home?" I screamed, my voice echoing through the silence. It cut through the air like a blade and returned back to my heart with a stab and spilled even more blood.

What the fuck I'm I going to do?

I don't even know what to do now. All I knew was that I couldn't stay here for long. I need to leave this place. Coming here was a very stupid idea. She'd never be home by now. It's not time yet. She comes back late and my stupidity has made me forget all of that.

Now, they'll be around the corner searching for me, and they'll soon sniff me out.

I just stood clueless, thinking of the best thing to do in this situation, my eyes scanning around the area and my heart pounding heavily inside my chest. The worst of all is I'm an Omega, I don't have a wolf. If I face an attack, they'll just kill me in a snap.

The chill of the night seeped into my skin and pierced my marrows, sending shivers down my spine.

Suddenly, I heard rustling. Immediately, I lowered my height and crouched like a rat on the rough ground.

"We'll go kill that bastard Luka. He thinks he's anything. By the time we're through with him, he'll know his rightful place, in the ground, six feet below..."