Gab's p.o.v
One month later…
Gab is majoring in journalism, which suits her need to know everyone's business. Her favourite things to do at her free time is creative writing, window shopping and breaking out to song. She's much more comfortable in her new flat, Zoe also liked her short visit. She's slowly but surely getting her life in order, She will make uncle Tul and her daughter proud of her some day. She shuts her computer that holds a story of what she imagines her parents went through. What crossed their minds to abandon their own flesh? Or is she projecting her inequities? It couldn't have been her the same way with Zoe… she could have spread the generational trauma, the situation is not perfect but she makes sure Zoe wants for nothing. Regardless of her efforts it's funny how the apple did not fall far from the tree but that's a story for another day, not this day.
The moment her mom left, her mother who in her eyes was her everything because her absence held the what if's. Her leaving left her to grow up in this forsaken place but she cannot judge her brutally cause her life decisions were definitely a rabbit hole she trapped herself in. She grew up using plurals to speak of her and embedded habit she can not rid herself off. They at least left her with no memories, just useless stories she can tell her books.
Toby's friend, Alex really keeps a neat apartment. Goodness, she loves the kitchen since she loves cooking. In the orphanage where she kinda stayed for a while she was not able to cook but here, she could learn from cook books Alex gave her as a homecoming gift. She love the great breath of freedom and peace only living alone can provide. No claim... In fact, she desires to remain single and focused on the direction of building her future, with Zoe down the line. she deserves that especially after the unjust, rebellious, regret tainted past she's been exposed to for as long as she could remember.
"Hey gorgeous."
She smiles and walk past the man, she has one class today then she needs to her old flat to pay off the remaining debt before that nasty woman sues her as she threatened. She will stay an extra two hours to catch up on her assignments, she prefers working and submitting at school since she can not always predict her old laptops mood. She closes her bag with all her books and money stored inside. She has three hours before she has to be at work, perfect she's keeping time.
"Don't you hear us sweetheart?"
A hand slips around her waist she cringed out of the stifling grip. They doused themselves with high end luxury calones, it's sickening.
"Let me help you carry your bag."
"No, it's not necessary."
The one with a snake tattoo grabbed her bag, leather jacket pushed himself on her and eyebrow piercing just laughed.
"Please hand me my bag, I have places to go."
"Is one of your destinations my heart?" She visibly cringed and bozo saw. "Why do you have to break my heart, junior."
She tried to grab her bag but stretched kept it above her reach, man are unlikeable characters. She's trapped, she knows she is and needing the money is the least of her problems now. She's seen those lust filled eyes before, she knows what they capable of. She's easily stronger than on and two but tattoos grip makes her shake. She can't shift because arbitrary law that prevents shifters from defending themselves.
"Hey. You guys are harassing her."
Someone calls out, it's no use. She doesn't know how to fight but she's master's class at running. Someone pushed the guy on the guy who had his arm trapping her against the wall. Someone pushed the man whose arm trapped her against the wall. Okay, good. She can breathe now. Shifting is not an option, she can't fight to save her life, so running is definitely the best option. But what about her rent money? Wait, shifters. She looked up at her saviours and her breath caught; they are handsome.
The muscular one is Asian, alpha, tall, dark and handsome. Picture Papai from 'Love in the Air' but instead of seductive he looks stern and right now, pissed. And the guy next to him is not as impressive as the big guy but his a beta so that checks out. His tall but not as tall, his lean, he has blond hair and hazel eyes, his handsome in a soft way, his expression are more open, he gives off simp vibes but she's looking based on initial appearance. It's like a wanna be bad boy and CEO decided to join hands in matrimony.
"Mind your own business man."
She saw an opportunity to grab her bag and she bolted.
"Thank you for your kindness!"
She yells as she runs. An alpha and a beta can easily take the whole school in a fight without breaking a sweat. Although they look like they have money and influence which means she does not have to feel bad. She has fifteen minutes to get to her new place, her landlord is not a monster, but she does not want to give her a negative impression of her. Her flat was a good 4km away and pushed with insurance until the saw the black gates. She's close, she makes it in exactly fifteen minutes… okay fine she's six minutes over but she's grateful the older woman just happened to arrive home. She tried her best to hide her panting and exhaustion; she puts on a smile and hand the woman the woman with children hanging on her.
"Hello dear, you right on time."
"Yes, Mrs Meyers. I have to go to work now, bye."
She smiles, wave and run. She faintly hears her say: "what's with the new generation? Both old and new tendons are always rushing."
She huffs and goes back to trying to discipline her rug rats. She laughs to herself and pushes herself to move forward, she can't afford to be late again. She ran as if her life depended on it, she can't give management a reason to fire her... she's already not good at doing her job.