Love Without Hope
Chapter 1:
The Cruel Start to a Unhappy Future
(AN- My friend just picked up my iPod and wrote the title and a few sentences for this story. I grabbed it from him and continued it, while improving his sentences. This is my fourth story and I will go insane. Sorry, I am insane. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any Alpha and Omega characters. Every one in this story is a human.)
Humphrey's POV:
I am here alone in my house, with the only source of light is the streetlight across the road, pondering all of my feelings. What purpose do I have here on earth. Am I just a road block, standing in other people's way?
I am sitting here in my underwear, unable to sleep, due to lacking a feeling of self-worth.
Then, out of nowhere I hear a two shots go off and A girl's blood-curdling scream coming from my next door neighbors house. I grab my 45 magnum out from my dresser drawer and sprint out the door. Not caring about what I am wearing.
I am worried for my high school crush, Kate. She lives next door, where the scream came from. I sorta gave up on her recently, since I realized that it is love that can never come true. She is the most popular cheerleader at Jasper high, way out of my league.
I try to open Kate's door but it is locked. I put my ear up to it and hear a guy yelling and a girl crying. I step back and take a deep breath. I put every emotion into a kick to try to take down the door. It busts from it's hinges and falls with a huge crash. I didn't know that was possible, especially for me, and I'm not even wearing shoes.
The scene in front of me is horrible. There is Kate's parents laying on the floor, both shot in vital positions, killing them in seconds. There is an older kid standing over Kate with a gun pointed at her head. I only have half of a second to process it.
He turns around as soon as I bust in and he fires at me. Pain erupts in my stomach and I slam against the wall. Everything is mute, and I move in slow motion. I somehow manage to pick up my gun and shoot back.
It must have been a lucky shot, because blackness is creeping into my vision, and I managed to hit his leg. He howls in pain and limps over to the window. He busts a hole in the window with the butt of his gun and climbs out.
I roll over and vomit blood. One minute I was thinking that I was useless. I now lay in my own blood in my underwear as I black out from excruciating pain, in someone else's house. The results of a truly selfless act.
Kate's POV:
The streetlight that shines through my window is bothering me too much, so I set out to sleep on the couch.
I hear the doorknob rustle as someone sticks a key inside. A feeling of terror washes over me. Who could it be?
The door swings open and I see my boyfriend Jack. I feel relieved, but then a new concern comes to me. "Are you crazy?" I whisper. "My parents are home!"
"I can fix that." he pulls out a gun from his jacket.
My eyes widen. "What is wrong with you!" I yell.
I hear my parents run down the stairs. "What the he-" is all my dad managed before he was shot. Jack quickly takes out my mom also.
I scream at the top of my lungs. "Why would you do that!" I sob.
He points the gun at me. "Take it off" he motions his hand at my shirt. "I want to see underwear NOW!"
Then I hear a huge crash and see Humphrey standing in the doorway in his boxers, and a gun in his head. 'You got what you wanted' I say to myself.
My ex turns and shoots Humphrey in the gut. "Humphrey!" I yell, not wanting to see another person die in front of me. Then Humphrey picks himself up. He must have a lot of strength to do such things like this. He then shoots Jack in the leg.
He goes to the window for a quick escape. I don't care about him anymore and I run over to the person who saved my life. He is passed out and is losing blood quick. I run to the door that has been kicked down.
"Help!" I yell to anyone who might here. "Help me!"
After about two minutes of screaming for help a girl my age runs in to the scene. "I've already called 911 and an ambulance will be here shortly." she looks over and sees Humphrey, "Oh my, you need to stop the blood flow immediately." she quickly looks around, but can't find what she needs. "Hold up" she pulls off her shirt and wraps up Humphrey's bullet wound.
"How do you know all of this?" I ask.
"From one of the high school courses. I took it mainly for extra credits, but I guess it helped."
"What's your name?" I ask, curious.
"Alaina."
She apparently isn't shy, because by the time the paramedics arrive, she still doesn't have a shirt on.
I watch as the paramedics take Humphrey away to the hospital. "Thank you." I whisper to him, wishing he could hear me.
"Well," says Alaina. "I'll have to check on him later. Call me when he gets back from the hospitable." she scribbles her number on a piece of paper and shoves it into my hand. "See you later."
I walk outside to get away from the nightmare. Lilly is at her friend's house for a sleepover. I walk in the direction of that house.
I can't hold it anymore and I start bawling. Here I am, sitting on a park bench, at midnight, crying my eyes out.
I need to go tell her. I am scared of how she will react, for it will come as a huge shock to poor Lilly.
Lilly's POV:
"So, what do you think about that new guy Humphrey?" Janice asks me.
"Well, he's been here for a year. And I've already got to know him a little."
"And..." Reba said, pushing for more.
"Well, I think he's cute." I said, with a blush.
"Cute?" Janice said, "Darling, he is HOT!" Reba and Candy nodds their heads in agreement.
"So about this dance coming up in spring," Reba starts.
Then we are interrupted by a knock on the door. "I'll get it." says Candy.
I hear Candy open the door. "Hey Kate," she says, "I'm surprised to see you here."
Kate whispers, to where I can barely hear her. "I... I need to speak to Lilly." she sounds as if she has been screaming and crying for a while. She might be sick or something.
"I'm here." I say as I walk over to my older sister. "What's up." she looks at me with pure sadness in her eyes. I lower my voice. "What happened?" I ask, afraid of the answer.
"It's Mom and Dad." she starts to cry. "They- they were killed."
"What." I say, unable to believe my sister. "You mean... they're dead?" I clarify.
She just nods her head and starts to cry some more. I feel devastated, but I wasn't as close to them as my sister was. All my life, I felt as if Kate was the superstar of the family, and I was the accident.
"Come on," I say, "Let's take a walk."
I ditch my gossiping with my friends for something way more important. "Tell me what happened." I say, as I walk next to Kate.
She cries the whole time as she pours out the sad story. My heart increases it's pace when she mentioned Humphrey saving her.
Wow, he must be really heroic to be willing to take a bullet in his underwear. I find myself thinking about how he looked, but then I realize what I am doing and I push it out of my mind.
"Where are we going to sleep tonight?" I ask, trying to change the subject.
"I don't know, but I think we need to go visit Humphrey." she says.
I nod my head. I am secretly happy that we are going to see him. I have always thought he was dreamy.
Kate walks me home and we hop in her car. She then sets off to the direction of the hospitable.
We finally get there and we both hop out. I zip up my jacket, trying to get away from the cold.
Kate walks up to the counter. "Yeah, I'm here for the kid who got shot. He is my age and has grey hair, and is about this tall." she puts her hand over her head just a little bit.
"Down the left wing, room 315." the receptionist says, then starts typing something on her computer.
"Thanks." I say. My white hair flips to the side as we both briskly turn to our right. In the direction of room 315.
I walk up to the door and see a doctor standing in the way. "Um, could you please move? We need to see him." I point to Humphrey, who is laying on the bed, apparently sleeping.
"I can't let you two go in there. He can't have any visitors yet in his condition. He was shot less that an hour ago."
"But," Kate starts.
"Let them in." says Humphrey, not even bothering to open his eyes.
"Kid," the doctor starts. "you can't let them-"
"Let them in." he says, with a more commanding tone.
The doctor throws his hands up then walks into the hall.
"Hey guys." he rasps. "Y'all are going to need a place to stay, right?"
Kate nods her head.
"Look, my door is probably unlocked, if it isn't, there is a key under the mat. Go to my house and sleep there. If you are hungry you can eat whatever is in the fridge." He says.
"But what about your parents?" Kate asks.
"They are dead." he simply puts it. "I'll save the story for another day. Go and get some rest."
I am touched by his generosity. "Why are you doing this?" I ask.
"Because I know how hard it is to lose your parents right in front of your eyes. Now go, and don't be shy there. My home is now your home. And I apologize for any mess there is in the house."
"Thank you." I say, and I lean over and give him a peck on the cheek. Kate does the same to his other cheek. He just smiles and falls asleep.
"Let's go get some rest." I say, as we head out to Humphrey's house.
We get there and the door is unlocked. I lock it back and click on the lights.
Honestly, I was expecting a huge mess, like, underwear on the couch and chips on the floor. I was surprised to find a vacuumed carpet and everything looking clean. I don't know what mess he was talking about.
Kate opens a door and claims the bed for herself.
I walk down the hall in search of the bathroom. I finally find it and I relieve myself.
I open another door and I find out that it is Humphrey's room. I feel like an intruder, or a stalker. I just push it to the side. As long as I don't dig in his stuff, I won't be intruding.
I plop down on his bed, enjoying the smell of his deodorant and cologne. I quickly drift of to a fitful slumber, ridden with nightmares.
(AN- that was chapter 1 of my fourth story. Wow, that was the longest chapter I have ever done. I guess I have more ideas for this story than my other ones. To a friend named Emily: I'm not being a perv when I wrote about Alaina. If you are anyone other than Emily, disregard that last sentence. Well, lets see how this story goes. Until next chapter, keep writing your amazing stories, and I'll write mine. -SilverWolf1500)