Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Walker

Part Eighteen

"Thank you, Mrs Taylor. We’ll keep you posted."

"Call me Kara or heck just call me Mom." Then she went into a fit of giggles. I laughed because she was laughing, and even though Marcus didn’t know what was happening, he fucking laughed too.

Everyone was just as excited as we were. When people you love react like that it’s hard to imagine you’re not doing the most right thing on the planet. "Thank you." I added, then Marcus snatched the phone back grinning.

"Momma I love you but we need to go so please come out," He was still smiling, then started nodding and finally he hung up the call. I was so damn happy I had to grab him. "Ooh, someone is excited."

"I'm so excited. No work tomorrow and we're going to possibly see the baby too. It's exciting."

"It is, also what did my momma say to you?"

"She told me to call her mom, how sweet."

"My momma really is the best. Considering she gave birth to a terror like me."

"You still call her momma, that is adorable my beautiful man."

Marcus blushed, then so not very gracefully tried to clear his throat. "...ah! I almost wet myself." I burst out laughing. He pulls the funniest faces in these kinds of moments. Like the other day, he farted so loudly I almost had a heart attack which had him screwing up his face. It was either the shock of how loud the damn thing was or it was me. But it was so damn funny. "Why in the hell are you grinning?"

"Oh, I was thinking about your very loud fart."

"Why would you be thinking about that? Do farts do it for you?"

"Baby, it smelt like something crawled up in your ass and died."

"I fucking hate you, I'm going for a piss." I chuckled as Marcus hobbled away to the bathroom. He's so hilarious and I'm definitely happy no one snatched him up before me when I was in Germany or even before that. I'd be so lonely and miserable still. "Walker. Let's get Chinese food." He sputtered, walking towards me.

"Yep."

"Oh my god, you said yep."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"I dunno….maybe because you keep complaining you'll get fat."

"You wanted me to get fat with you."

"Hey baby in my belly, he's gonna get fat with us." Marcus looked back over at me staring at him from over the back of my sofa. Then he proudly pushed out his belly and did that weird ta dah hand move.

"Was something spectacular meant to happen just then?"

"Ass. Just order me food. I'm feeding two you know."

"Sure thing sweet stuff. Come get on the sofa."

"I like your talk." I smiled and pulled up my phone as Marcus sat between my legs.

"You want it from the usual place?"

"Yeah. Get me what I always have."

Lucky. I had the last order saved on the website, so I just clicked repeat order. Marcus is so easy to please. "All done. Why don't you have a quick shower while I get the plates and stuff."

"Yeah, I'm starting to stink."

"So that's what that smell is?"

"You do realize how close you are to never having sex ever again, right?"

I laughed again. "And you do realize how much of a lie that is? You literally live and breathe sex with me."

"I always fake it." He said and failed miserably, trying to get a shocked reaction. This guy loves my dick, it's his favorite appetizer. He even said it was, only yesterday.

"Go shower beautiful."

Smiling, he moved away from me. "You just saved yourself with the beautiful remark." And he walked away. I laid still for a few minutes, then I had to move and stretch my legs.

Getting up I moved around the living room and then went into the kitchen to get the plates and cutlery, ready for when food gets here, I bet Marcus will want to watch a gory film too. I don't know how he manages that, watching someone get decapitated while eating food. Just seeing blood puts me off my food and Marcus happily plows through his the whole time some twat on the TV gets their limbs ripped off. "Fuck!" I cried out when my toe hits the corner of my breakfast bar and it didn't fucking help when my doorbell went off. "...fucking bollox," I moaned as I hopped towards my front door and opened it…."....oh fuck." No way. No. Fucking. Way. "Fuck off." I said for the fourth time in short minutes and slammed my door shut.

"Oh come on Walker," I heard Shane's voice muffled behind my door. "Why are you slamming the door on my face?"

Why? Why the fuck is that prick asking why? "Get out of here, right now and don't you fucking dare come back." I couldn't believe this. Danny warned me that he was in the area but I didn't think he'd actually come to mine, especially not after ten years and definitely not after what happened.

"Walker what's going on?"

I quickly spun around and slammed my back against the door. Marcus was just staring at me with his towel around his neck. "Oh...I...erm," oh fuck!!!

"Walker, open the door. Please."

Marcus's eyebrows shot up. "Who...the fuck, is that?" He said and pointed to the door.

"Vermin. Nasty vermin." I hissed out, feeling my eyes swell and my heart plummet in my chest.

"Move."

"No…."

"Fucking move or I will kick you in the nuts."

"Marcus, I am not moving. You are not going out there…."

"....Walker…."

"You can shut the fuck up!" I yelled again at Shane. "Marcus, please…."

"I swear to god if you don't fucking move I'm going to kick you in those precious family jewels."

My phone. I needed my phone. "Marcus, baby. Please just listen to me this time. Please and go get my phone."

"No."

The door banged. It was either Shane kicking it or punching it, either wasn't good and then I heard the delivery man's voice. "This isn't happening. God, please…."

"My food is on the other side of that door and I'm willing to fight everyone for it. So give it up Walker and open the damn door."

I sighed so deeply I thought I'd run out of air and I turned around to open the door again. "Food, great," I said and grabbed the bag. The delivery man looked so confused and luckily for me I had my card on the system so I didn't need to get money from my wallet and leave the door unattended.

"Who in the hell is that?" Marcus was right next to me, pulling the door open more.

"I'm shane…." He went to say, but Marcus being him snuffed him off.

"Shane? What the? You want him to fuck off?" 

"..... Yeah..." I stuttered. 

"Okay. Shane.... Walker wants you to Fuck off." That time it wasn't even me. But it made Shane chuckle. Chuckle all you want, you piece of shit. We’ll see who’s laughing in a minute. So I laughed with him. Mocking him was fun. It took my mind off ripping his throat out of his pompous neck and getting blood all over his predictable fucking polo shirt. The image was enough.

"Thank you," I nodded to the delivery man who was practically running away. "....and you can leave…"

"Who is he?" Shane asked.

"Seriously fuck…" 

Marcus cut me off with a slight jab to my ribs. "I'm none of your damn business. Now kindly turn your ass around and do one because I'm very hungry and your face is making me sick."

"Who do you think you are…." Shane started to say.

But Marcus pushed at me and stepped forward. I can't have this. He's pregnant. "Marcus wait…."

"Nope," he bit and a chill ran straight through my veins. "Shane. Obviously you're not welcome here, so go now before I lose my shit and beat you within an inch of your pathetic fucking life with my bare hands. No gun needed. Then I’ll make what you have left a reality so ugly, you’ll wish I killed you. Capisce?"

Shane snorted. "Kick my ass, really?"

"I don't need you repeating my words back at me unless you're that simple? Do you need a dictionary for you to understand what….fuck off means or kick your ass into next to sunday is?" But Shane didn't budge. "Walker, go get the dictionary." 

Shane stood stock still before looking at me like I'm some kind of scapegoat. My guy is pregnant and not taking any shit. I needed to reward him, but I also needed to get rid of Shane. "If you don't leave shane, I'm calling the cop's," It was my last opinion. 

"I just wanted to talk Walker...."

"Go, now! Get away from me!"

He stepped back pulling a shocked expression, as if my words burned him. "I'm shutting the door," Marcus said, and snatched the bag from my hands. "Goodbye Shane," And he slammed the door shut on him. "So much for my shower."

My mouth hung open. I was trying to process what the fuck just happened. Shane was at my door. He was actually there and Marcus looked like he didn't give two shits either. "....Marcus…"

"Nope," he said, holding his free hand up. "I'm going to sit my ass on the sofa and I'm going to eat my food. You can either eat with me but by the looks of it you don't seem up to eating, so you can tell me who that was."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Well I'm sorry to say Walker, but you don't really have a choice. Now join me on the sofa."

"What if he's still out there?" I took deep breaths and did everything in my power to stay where I was. The urge to hurt Shane was powerful, but that wasn’t the way. It was one of the ways. I’d considered them all. But it wasn’t the best way for Marcuss.

"And? You wanted your phone, here it is." I hung my head and went to him. I Always go to him, doing as I'm told like a good boy. Which isn't always a bad thing, but right now my heart hurts and I felt utterly defeated.

"Can I message Craig real quick?"

"Go on." he mumbled around a mouthful of rice.

I typed out a quick message to Craig saying Shane turned up at my door, come around, then I put my phone down next to me. I slide my eyes up and up until I was looking at Marcus staring back at me. He didn't seem to be angry, but this guy is hard to read sometimes. I took a deep breath. "....Shane is my ex, from ten years ago. I was young and stupid. Really stupid," I stopped, trying to get my head straight. "He's an Omega."

"Right, carry on."

Fuck! This is emotional, but Marcus has a right to know. "We started dating, but I didn't realize how much of a fuck up the guy was. Craig and Danny warned me so many times but I didn't listen to them, I carried on and things just…"

"Were you in love?"

"No...I mean I thought it was, but it wasn't. I guess was blinded with infatuation. Then after a while I caught him cheating and found out he was seeing another two Alpha's. I was so angry, so fucking angry and so was one of the other guys he was seeing apparently. Because one late evening on my way back from work I was side swiped in my car and I couldn't control it and hit a metal railing along the motorway. My car spun out and flipped several times. When I came to, I was impaled in the back with thick shards of metal. After that I blacked out and woke up in hospital a few days later."

"Was that Shane guy arrested or the driver?"

"Shane wasn't, no. But the other guy was. I pressed charges and had a court order put out on Shane so he couldn't come near me again. He left Florida and when we were at Danny's he told me he saw Shane."

"And you didn't think to tell me? Why would you keep something like that from me Walker?"

"I...I don't know. Maybe I thought Shane wouldn't bother coming here, I mean he knows not to…."

"But here we are Walker. He did come here, now the question is. What will you do?"

"I guess call the cop's...maybe. Fuck, I don't know…" Then my phone started ringing and I saw Craig's number flash across my screen. "Let me get this."

"Sure."

"Craig...no, we're fine, apart from the fact I feel I'm going to cry any second now. I can't deal with the stress Craig...Yeah, Marcus threatened to kick his ass," I looked over at Marcus, he gave me a slight smile then carried on with his food. "Just get here. I'm hanging up. Use the spare key... sure, okay. See you shortly." I hung up and dropped my phone. Right now I was an emotional wreck. I pulled my knees up tight to my chest and held them there. Flashes of what happened that night, horrible glimpses into the nightmare I've tried so hard to forget shot through my mind and I started to sob.

"Ahh shit," Marcus said and he was on me. Pulling me into his arms. "Walker, please don't cry."

"I…" My words got lodged in my throat and I did the only thing my body and heart wanted and I curled up in his arms. I didn't enjoy feeling weak. I'd had enough of that in my life, yet right now I felt weak and I felt stupid.

"I got you baby. Let it all out. I'm here and I'm sorry I made you replay that. I'm so sorry." My beautiful guy shouldn't have to apologize to me, but I couldn't seem to find the words and tell him 'don't say sorry Baby'

I thought I’d been foolish enough to hope that things were going to change for me. I mean they are, but now….No. Don't think about it Walker, just don't. But my heart started hammering in my chest again and I sucked in another deep breath and hugged Marcus. I just wanted to disappear. "Don't leave me." I choked out and pulled back. Marcus looked like maybe he wanted to cry just as bad. Yet I guess he's stronger at holding it together than I am. No, he's strong. So strong.

His shoulders relaxed and he sat back. His eyes crept up on me, meeting mine. I gulped. I'm hanging in there, I told myself. I need to be calm. Yet Marcus has this uncanny ability of distraction. He put his mouth half an inch from mine, as we stared into each other’s eyes. His warm breath caressed my lips. "I will never leave you. Ever. You are stuck with me for the rest of your life," he kissed my lips, gently. "You never left me and I'm pregnant with another guy's kid. You took on baggage that's not even yours…."

"The baby isn't baggage."

"Okay, an added extra that will be super cute like me. But what I'm saying is, we all have shit Walker. I was a whore and you still love me, like I love you. That stupid asshole won't tear us apart, we're stronger than that. You are strong."

"....He's right," I snapped my head around to see Craig. "Let myself in and Marcus is right. You are tough Walker and he's not out there. He must have done a runner."

"Good," I choked again. "But I don't know what to do."

Craig moved and sat by the sofa. When his hand came at me I flinched, then he paired my forehead to his. "I'll deal with it," he whispered. "I won't let that bastard go anywhere near you or Marcus, ever again," I knew his words were true. He did this when all that shit happened before, he was there. Now he's doing it again, for Marcus too. "You're my family Walker and family sticks together, even Marcus."

"Awe, I knew it. You do love me…"

"Marcus, I do like you. Even though you irritate the hell out of me, I like you and you make Walker happy. So that makes you my family too."

Marcus was grinning and picking at his noodles. I felt marginally better, although I knew it was my problem, a problem I should be dealing with myself. Yet my blood boiled just thinking about his name, but I put a lid on it. Every muscle in my body wanted to rage, to tear, to pound and maim. But my mind was focused with razor-sharp clarity on one person. Marcus. I had to be here with him, keeping him and our baby safe. He is my top priority and Craig would deal with the rest. I won't let that...dick put a wedge between us. Not now. Not ever.