CHAPTER 4.2

Ronan is scared.

He doesn’t know what mood his mom is on right now. Is she going to beat him? Is she going to spat hurtful words at him? Is she going to be so mad again and put him inside the cabinet for hours?

Ronan is scared and he doesn’t really know what to do anymore. He wants to get out. He wants to play or just simply see anyone outside. He wants to call his father but if his mother knows…

That’s the last thing Ronan would want to happen. He doesn’t know what’s the worst could happen to him if that really happened.

Ronan flinched when he heard the footsteps coming outside. He wanted to hide but he can’t do that—instead, he pretended to be asleep.

He heard some giggling and a man’s chuckling—his mom is with a man again. Was it a man from last week? Last month? To be honest, he has never seen the same man ever enter their household again but he wanted to know if it changes tonight. Maybe his mom finally found a constant man.

Whoever that man is, he just hopes that all that laughter outside wouldn’t turn to be screams of pain and begging to stop later. If that happens and his mom would be left out crying with full of bruises all-over her body… it would be ten times worse for him.

He’s more scared now and he started his silent prayer that this night wouldn’t turn into one of his nightmares. He prayed that his dad would just come on and take him.

He’s scared.

Before he noticed it, he really fell asleep. He fell in deep slumber that he dreamt of their once a happy a family together. It was too good to be true for him. He knew it was a dream.

He was awoken by a strong kick that made him hit the wall.

Everything hurts and when he opened his eyes…

“You’re nothing but a fucking Omega, you hear that, boy? You are a fucking Omega, nothing else.”

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Ronan woke up drenched in sweat and catching his breath. It felt like he ran a whole mile and he fell of the cliff the same time. His heart is hammering inside his chest his head felt like its cracking slowly. He wants to hurt himself. He wants to just kill himself.

Damn it.

He groans and tried controlling his breathing.

Everything’s fine. Everything’s fine. Everything’s fine.

He kept that mantra going until he finally feels himself relax and actually calm down. It was so long since he dreamt of something like that and fucking hell, he doesn’t want to ever dream of that again. He feels like vomiting but doesn’t actually have anything to throw up.

Damn it.

He didn’t ask to be awaken like this.

He doesn’t know how long he stayed seated on his bed but his phone’s alarm rings and it was his reminder that he needed to meet Forth today.

That’s another “damn” for him.

What he is about to agree with that man disgusts him further, but the hypocrisy is thick within this situation. He already despises the fact that he is indeed a fucking Omega with his needs and if he is going to be a hundred percent honest with himself—he knows that his suppressant pills and shots will never be enough anymore since he had the taste of the real thing. Sex with an Alpha.

Fuck the human nature for turning out like this. Fuck Alphas. Fuck being an Omega.

His will of ditching Forth today is strong, but having the need of some real dick to fuck him good is stronger.

Fuck himself for being the slut of an Omega.

Pulling himself out of the bed, he had no other choice but to fix himself. He will meet Forth today.

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One thing that surprised Forth was that he is now friends with Ronan—out of all the students in all other departments, a Medicine student. Well, Ronan wasn’t bad for him at all. He was more than glad now that he didn’t have to hate all the Medicine students after all.

He didn’t come here to make friends because his target is to get Eden Panitchayasawad but then again, not hating on all Medicine students is nice.

“Forth, you know you will be our department’s Moon, right?” It was Lam who announced it and who’s also grinning in satisfaction. “There’s no turning back now since your name is already listed and was made official.”

He sighs. Damn his Engineering friends. What’s the point of informing like he does has a choice when he actually doesn’t? “When will be the practice?”

“Oh, a student from Medicine Department would be here to fetch you. I think he’s name is Bean or Ronan or something like that. They said he’s a part of the coordinator students.”