The Stained Omega by Elle T Jefferson

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The other woman.
«Anna)
I had Eliza take Thomas for a few days, me and Fraction need to have a serious conversation about what happened tonight. And
some stuff is better discussed away from tiny ears, I grew up around people who did nothing but shout and speak with their fists.
I refuse to bring my son up in the same kind of environment.
After Eliza left I decided to take a nice hot bath and then I cleared the rancid smelling clothes from the floor. I didn’t put them in
the hamper, I instead took them down to the kitchen and threw them in the bin. Honestly I was debating if taking them into the
yard and burning them was a little too dramatic. It’s there in the kitchen that I smell him, he smells like freshly baked cookies
doused in whiskey and freshly wet leaves. I’m starting to wonder if there was ever a time he didn’t smell like whiskey.
“We need to talk,” he slurs at me.
“When you’re sober.” I say about to turn away from him.
“Why do people keep saying that s hit!” He stands up and slams his hands on the table, “come to my office so we can be alone.”
I look him in the eyes and something in there is pleading for me to listen to him, for just a second I see a sparkle of the old
Fraction. I nod at him and lead the way to his office.
I feel him at my back the whole way through the house, he’s only a few inches from me and once upon a time he would reach
out and touch me in some way. Not anymore. Not this Fraction. He’s become so cold and distant lately, át times he’s even down
right mean. I have to admit.

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though we do need to talk, walking into the office I drop myself into the armchair. The days of my massive beanbag are long
gone, it’s now stored away somewhere for the day I become pregnant again. I watch Fraction walk into the office, close the door
and head straight for his liquor cabinet. He seems to think twice of it with a shake of his head. and leaves the whiskey where it is,
going over to his chair he sits himself down and just looks at me.

The silence between us is uncomfortable, like I’m sitting in a room. with spi kes on the walls and they are slowly closing in
around me. Fraction is the one person I have always felt comfortable around so to suddenly feel this way is really unnerving to
me.
“I lied.” I suck in a breath at the first words spoken in a good ten minutes.
“You lied? What specifically did you lie about? Are we talking about today or last week or hell, even last month?” I can feel the
rage boiling. up inside me, it makes no sense to me why I’m suddenly going from calm to nervous to violent rage, it’s like I can’t
control my own
emotions.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to cause you this pain, I was just trying to build your rage up
To help you.” I look at him but I don’t really see him, he’s been provoking me on purpose?
“So there was a woman?” When he nods my heart breaks in two, I literally feel it crumble in my chest. I suddenly start gasping
for air. It feels like my lungs can’t fill up the whole way. I don’t see Fraction. move but suddenly he’s in front of me trying to grasp
my hands in his, I’m sure it’s to try and calm me down but his touch just seems to fuel.

my anger.
“Don...Don’t touch me!” I stutter while jumping up from the chair and pushing him to the floor, “how could you? You said I was
imagining it!

You made me think I was making it up, like I was going crazy or paranoid.” I yell at him, he hasn’t moved from his spot on the
floor in front of the armchair. “How could you do this? How could you do this to us?” I pull my hair from either side, it’s an act of
frustration and for some reason it seems to soothe me a little.
“Little wolf, please. Don’t hurt yourself.” He’s back in front of me and is pulling my hands from my hair, “I’m so sorry Anna.” I see
the tears. running down his face but they mean nothing to me, his pain makes me feel nothing. In fact I have a sudden desire to
see him hurting more. I take my hand from my hair and ball it into a fist and throw a left. handed punch just how Patrick showed
me. It hits his jaw and he stumbles back with a look of shock on his face.

“Tell me. Tell me everything.” I say between clenched teeth, my whole b*dy is rigid with rage. I want nothing more than to beat
into him but I’ m holding myself back.
“Anna, you don’t need to hear it.” He tells me while getting back up on
his feet.
measure,
“I do. I need to hear it all, I need to hear which woman was worth tearing your family apart for.” I walk over to the whiskey bottles
and pour myself a healthy with a shaking hand I bring it up to my lips and take a long sip. “Start talking and don’t leave anything
out this time.” I sound much calmer than I feel, it’s like I’m an elastic band that is being pulled too tight and I’m almost at breaking
point.
Walking around Fraction I go behind his desk and sit down with my whiskey glass, it’s a clear sign to Fraction. I’m in charge here
and he better start listening, we stare at each other for a long minute before he drops his head and takes a seat in the armchair.
Now our roles are reversed, let’s see if I can get some truths, it’s time for this Luna to fight for her family.
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