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In the Foxes team, everyone was an Alpha or Beta. Well there was an omega, Nicky Hemmick, but no one minds it.
Well, everyone but our beloved backliner, known as Aaron Minyard, who was also an omega, that no one knew about.
He didn't hate nor love his designation, but sometimes it made him want to scream, cry and lock himself up in the bedroom away from everyone not wanting to see the looks of disgust.
He did take suppressants that didn't do him any good, but he needed them, not much but still.
He had an accident a few years ago. Before meeting Andrew and the others, he was a stupid teenager who wanted to be loved once. Sue him.
He got together with a guy who was older than him by five years. He treated him so good and was so caring when his mother hurt him that he didn't see behind the facade.
That boy, Jason, took him on a date, and it was amazing. That was when he took Aaron to his house, as planned, where they were meant to watch a movie.
That night didn't go well, he still had nightmares about it to this day, and he had to do a surgery after ripping the skin on his neck where a bound mark was forced upon him. (His neck was forever scarred, never to heal, never to be seen)
He knew he was damaged, and didn't want the others to know, especially Andrew and Nicky. He couldn't bear the looks of pity or disgust.
Him an omega, had problems with fertility, his scent so sour since that day, his inner omega wanting comfort but no one to give it. And he knew there was a chance he couldn't bound anymore.
That was when he started on suppressants, they were kind of illegal since it not only hid his scent, but he also didn't have a heat anymore, nor the nurturing abilities omegas had, well that was his mother's fault.
Since he was young, just presented as an omega at six years old, he was deprived of his wants and needs newly omegas were supposed to be given by his mother.
He was damaged beyond repair, he couldn't be a proper omega, there was a chance he was infertile, his scent was sour (he needed someone to comfort him)
He didn't even know how to nest. He couldn't smell other pheromones.
Yeah, he needs to get rid of the thoughts before he actually did something stupid.
That didn't mean he stopped being jealous of Nicky, who got so much love from the pack. (he could get it to if they knew)
Somewhere, in the back of his head, he knew the others wouldn't mind, but there was a voice that was so afraid to tell the truth, that everything that happened was real and the others will be disgusted by him (no they wouldn't)
(He wanted someone to comfort him, to tell him he wasn't damaged. That everything was alright)
But right now, he felt everything collapse. He was out of suppressant, and the dealer who he usually got them from was caught.
He closed his eyes before breathing deeply, then he opened them, taking on last look into the mirror before getting out of the bathroom.
Today morning practice was cancelled, he didn't read the reason as to why, more than that he didn't care since he had more important business.
The fact that if he doesn't take any suppressants till tomorrow, the withdrawal of them will begin (he was also done with them, it started leaving him with migraines, nauseous and really bad cramps).
And he was fucked if the others find out, he knew Andrew (and the others) will be so mad at him for keeping this a secret, especially about this. (He didn't know Andrew and the others will be worried more than angry)
"Hey Aaron! Are you ok, you're a bit pale?"
Fuck. He forgot he had roommates. Double fuck.
"I'm fine Nicky, just tired, I haven't got enough sleep last night."
Huh, he sounds like a certain someone... ew.
Nicky frowned but let it go, he knew his cousin didn't react well at being pressured.
"If you say so..., Anyway I'm going to the other's dorm to hangout, do you want to come? "
"No thanks, I'm going to take a nap, maybe later"
"Make sure you rest well, bye hon"
If he only could smell the other’s scent, he would know Nicky was suspicious of him, but alas he didn't.
"Bye"
The door closed and he was alone again, Matt already left for classes. He really shouldn't be left alone for too long with his thoughts.
He felt his stomach churn and remembered that he still hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. Damn, he didn't know what to do with his life.
Giving a sigh, he stood there for a moment before going to change and go to a clinic to talk about this. Maybe this time he will get better.
(He ignored the voices, telling him that it will be a mistake)
The walk there wasn't long, but it was enough for his insecurities to win over and instead to try and being an omega, he would request the most effective suppressants.
Entering the place, he immediately went to the front desk where he was told to sit down and wait for his name to be called.
It didn't take much, just half an hour, but he felt weird. He felt like everyone was looking at him waiting to see him crack.
"Aaron Minyard! "
He let out an internal sigh and got out of his chair walking towards the doctor's office, closing the door behind him and sitting down on the chair he was instructed.
"So, what brings you here today, Mr. Minyard? You are an omega, yes? "
"Yeah, and I want a prescription for suppressants, i lost mine a few days ago, and I'm out of my usual dose" A lie, but whatever he didn't need to know.
The doctor paused, his pen hovering above the clipboard, then looked up at him.
"You do know most days suppressants aren't recommended, right? Since when you started taking them?"
"Uh, i didn't know (a lie, he was a med student) and i have been taking them since i was twelve" Fuck. Why did he say that??
The doctor reaction was frozen, Aaron expected it, after all no one was supposed to be on them for so long, it was fucked up, at least he could admit it.
"S-since twelve? How are you even working normally, especially since you're an omega, your organs may fail and result in death"
He was looking at Aaron with a frown, fuck, he had a feeling he wouldn't be able leave with what he came for, why didn't he lie again?
"I hope you know I won't be able to give you what you need"
Yeah, he had a feeling... Why was he so dizzy? Aaron blinked a couple times through hazy eyes before nausea took over making him retch.
He didn't see the doctor get up, nor told someone to call an ambulance. He flinched violently when he felt hands on his shoulders before vomiting what little he ate yesterday. He really hated vomiting.
Someone should get his phone and announce to the others he wouldn't come to practice tonight. That was his last thought before falling unconscious.
Waking up was so damn hard, and trying to sit up was even harder, so he decided to just lay down, blinking slowly at the white ceiling. He also decided that he didn't like the color white anymore.
When he finally got up the courage to sit, groaning while doing so, everything felt sluggish. What happened? He tried to recall his thoughts...
He went to a clinic to take a prescription... he remembers getting called in and the rest kind of blends in. He didn't hear the door open, nor close, frowning in thoughts.
"Aaron Minyard, right? "
His head snapped to attention, looking at a doctor who was near the bed.
"Y-yeah" Why the fuck did he stutter??
"Do you remember how you got here?"
"No"
The doctor frowned a bit, before settling back to neutral.
"Yesterday you went to a clinic, where you were supposedly asking for a prescription, and then you had a, let's call it suppressants withdrawal"
Oh. Aaron frowned. It was bad, he hoped they didn't call his twin or cousin.
"After you got here, we had to flush your entire system last night, you almost had organs failure due to the situation"
Damn if the others find out he was so dead.
"Oh" Good job Aaron, he deserves an A+.
"Did you call someone? " The doctor looked confused before realization hit him.
"No, we haven't yet, but if you want we will. I assume you're referring to the people who repeatedly called your phone before it was silenced by a nurse"
He felt his face fell, he was so fucked. He gulped before nodding.
"I'll go and call them regarding your situation, while i do that, you should rest more"
Aaron nodded again before he let his head hit the pillow and sleep took over, immediately falling asleep again. He was more tired than usual.
"Hello, is this Andrew Minyard? "
"Who's asking"
"I'm Dr.Miller, I'm calling you about your brother, Aaron Minyard, he was admitted to the hospital yesterday evening."
"What."
The next time he stirred awake he heard shouting a few rooms, probably, down to his, before the door was slammed open making him jerk up, vision going white for a moment, his eyes snap up to look towards the door locking gazes with his lookalike.
Aaron felt his throat dry up at the dark face Andrew had. Glaring with such a look, he wanted the ground to sallow him.
"Aaron" ok, that tone scared him. He didn't want to die yet.
He couldn't even form words before Nicky, pushed past Andrew and hugged him so hard he couldn't even breathe properly.
"T-too t-tight" He taped Nicky's shoulder, who only tightened his grip before loosening enough to let Aaron breathe.
"You're stupid" Oh. He was crying
Nicky's voice was trembling, barely concealed anger showing in his voice, but the worry took over fast.
"You could have died, Aaron, and I wouldn't even know before it already happened"
"I-, fuck, I'm sorry Nicky" His voice was raspy, he couldn't remember the last time he drank anything. Nicky hugged him tighter before letting go, looking at him in the eyes.
That was when his brain registered something, the room smelled rotten and wrong. His eyes widened in realization, it was his cousin scent, he could smell them again.
Could he have his scent again? No, that couldn't be, but....
Someone cleared their throat and they looked towards the door, Andrew was looking at them, especially at Nicky with a pointed stare.
"I'm going to get some food and text the others, I'll be back"
He ruffled his cousin's head, not wanting to leave, but wiling himself to let the twins sort this out.
It didn't matter much since after Aaron gets home, he wouldn't let him leave the nest till his scent (which smelt so sour his inner omega whined, wanting to comfort the younger and hurt omega) smells normally.
He closed the door behind him, taking his phone out and texting the team group telling them about Aaron. After all they heard the phone call Andrew got from the doctor.
Back in the room the smell chanced, now it smells of mint and ash, it was probably Andrew scent. It just screamed angry but buried underneath it was full of worry.
Andrew crossed the room in two strides, coming to a stop beside the bed.
"Did you know how i felt when you didn't answer my calls for a whole day, then being called by the hospital telling me my brother was admitted there, with a chance he could've died? "
The words hurt. Aaron knew what he did was stupid, but hearing Andrew calm, but filled with anger and worry voice, broke something in him.
He knew that feeling too well, when Andrew got into that car crash. His eyes stung, hands gripping the sheets so tight his knuckles became white.
Andrew watched his reaction with an expressionless face, closing his eyes and letting out a breath.
Aaron flinched at the breath Andrew let out. He understands Andrew reaction, but it still hurt.
Andrew, seeing his twin, his reason to live, looks like this broke his heart. And before he knew it, he hugged Aaron, face in his hair, willing himself not to cry, but the hitch Aaron let out and his scent becoming more desperate for comfort made his tears fall.
Aaron held tight onto Andrew shirt, face in his neck as he finally broke down, sobbing loudly into his shirt. Andrew got into the bed to hold him better, not letting go once.
"I- I am so s-sorry, I d-didn't- i didn't mean to-" He couldn't even form words as he continued crying.
"Shh, it's ok Aari, it's ok, everything will be fine"
Aaron hold tightened, new tears streaming down his face at Andrew voice, full of comfort.
"Let it all out, Aari, I'm here, I'm sorry i wasn't here before, but i won't leave you alone again, I promise"
Aaron wanted to say it wasn't his fault that he didn't know but kept crying till exhaustion hit him, rendering Aaron unconscious, while Andrew muttered comfort words in his ear.
"Sleep Aari, I'll be here when you wake up"
And he was out cold.
Even after he fell asleep, Andrew continued to hold him, a bit of anger seeping through as he saw the scar on his brother's neck. Whichever bitch did that will be tortured to death by him.
The door opened again and in came Nicky. Behind him was Doctor Miller who was holding a clipboard, smiling at the twins.
Andrew bristled, growling at the doctor who raised his arms showing that he was no danger.
"Don't worry, I just came to talk about his conditions"
Andrew quieted down but still glared while Nicky came to sit next to him on the bed, in his hand was a bag with food.
"We needed to flush the whole body of the suppressants he was on, that almost caused his organs to fail. As you noticed, they caused his scent and heat to disappear, he also couldn't smell scents. This may cause problems with fertility in the future if he wants to start a family, he will also have a hard time bonding with people. He really needs help, as you saw his scent was evidence of it, his pheromones are all over the place and will cause mood swings"
Nicky let his tears fall from his eyes, a pained look on his face. Andrew was no better, even if he didn't show it on his face, but he really wanted to ask something.
"What about his neck? "
The doctor paused before letting a wince.
"I guess he didn't tell you about it"
Andrew let out a growl before falling silent when Aaron let out a whimper in his sleep. His chest starts to rumble trying to soothe the omega, and it immediately worked as Aaron relaxed once again.
He looked back at Dr Miller, who shuffled some papers, before clearing his throat.
"It happened some years ago, when he was twelve, an accident where some older alpha took advance of him and mark bound Aaron forcefully. Aaron when he realized what happened, didn't take it too well to the mark and ripped the skin in the area"
Nicky let out a loud gasp, tears streaming down faster as he let out a whimper. Andrew face was dark, as he growled at the explanation, his sense going haywire when Nicky let out whimpers and sobs, scent souring making him wrinkle his nose, his inner alpha screaming to protect and comfort the omega.
Dr. Miller quietly left the room, closing the door gently and leaving. He felt bad for the poor omega, his life was so sad no wonder he was in this situation.