Creative Writing: High School

The Deputy sat quietly in the corner of the bathroom, knees tucked into her chest, as she looked at the door with a frown. She tried to make herself as small as possible while she hid in the already small bathroom. She knew it was coming. A few days before the present, Rook had smelled the change of pheromones and scents that he produced, indicating that his rut was close. Both of them knew it. Rook had locked herself away from the man whom she had been fighting just a short few weeks ago. She had zero intention or will to be with him or to fill his needs during his time. He had hurt and used so many people, and Rook had no intention of also being used by the Alpha that she was trapped in this bunker with.

The rustling of the locked doorknob followed by a loud and commanding knock at the door pulled Rook from her thoughts. Her body tensed up at the sound, eyeing the door as he began to speak through the door to the Omega. "Please come out." His voice sounded as if he was in distress. He had figured out what she was doing about an hour after she had disappeared into the bathroom. She was playing keep away, trying to avoid him. He had told himself that he'd wait for her, but that was a while ago already and his need for relief was growing. It was getting to the point where he was getting antsy. …show more content…
He took a deep breath and knocked on the door again, this time with more force. Anyone would have mistaken his knocking for banging on the door. "Open the door" He demanded, his voice sounding more hoarse by the second. "You are just delaying the