Chapter 11: Alpha Trauma

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Hehehehehe. T.W. Sexual harassment, abuse, trauma, PTSD, Anxiety & Panic attacks, depression, swearing, and genitals. You know the drill if this'll disturb you in any way: DO NOT READ!I

*Reese P.O.V.*

Colette woke up after a few more hours and we're eating some ramen and sushi. 

"Hey, Reese, can I talk to you about something?" Hmmm? Is something wrong?

"Uh, yeah. Of course, what's up?"

"I-Uh... I'm sure you noticed that I... I don't exactly have a knot like most alpha's do..." Is she going to tell me what happened?

"Yeah, I did. I just... I figured it was a touchy subject..."

"Yeah... It-It kinda is. I just felt like I owed you some kind of explanation?" 

"You don't owe me anything, if you're uncomfortable talking about it then don't." Why would she feel that way?

"No, no. It's okay, I can talk about it. It's just... I don't know- Difficult to think about... It's not really something that I like talking about."

"If you don't want to you don't have to. I'll still be here either way."

"No, I want to. So..."

Flashback

*Colette P.O.V.*

Fuck... I hate being in rut... I can't think straight.

"Oh little Mistake, come here I've got something to help you out." Why does he want to help me?

"Wh-what is it?" I cautiously approach him.

He holds out his hand, in it are two blue pills. "Here, some suppressants. So you don't stink up the entire castle."

Weird. I grab them and swallow them. "Th-thank you." I start to walk away, but he grabs me and pulls me toward him. It should hurt, but instead, it fogs my mind and makes a little something stand up. Shit... those weren't suppressants... Those were P(pain)2P(pleasure) pills. I'm so stupid, how did I fall for that? "W-wh-y" I struggle to speak.

"Why not~" He quickly throws me down the hall.

"Mh~" Shit... It's getting big.

"Stupid slut." He drags me by my hair to the doc's office. Wait, what is he doing?

"*whimper* *whine*"

"Shut. Up." I shake as my body can't decide if I'm terrified or really turned on.

"My King." The doc kneeled. "How may I serve you today?"

"Can you remove a knot?" No... Nonononono... Please no.

"I-I could, Your Majesty, but- May I ask why you would want that?" No... What kind of alpha would I be... No, please no.

"No. Please, no. Don't do it. Let me go!" Tears stream down my face. I already refuse to use my voice. I already submit way too easily. If I don't have a knot then I might as well be an omega.

He lifted me off the ground by my hair. "I SAID SHUT UP!" He slammed me into the ground. Full. Force.

"Gaaah~" My back arches and my tip soaks.

"P2P pills? Your Highness, I don't believe this is wise. I must inform you of the potential consequences." This is low. Even for him.

"Silence. You will do as I say or I will have you executed."

"Understood...... You've changed, My King." The doc carried me to an operating table and he followed. "Okay, Princess Colette, I'm Dr. Dice. Please remain still so this isn't more painful than it must be."

"Don't give her any medicine, she'll be fine."

Dr. Dice looked concerned. He strapped me down and began lifting up my skirt. With the P2P and my rut, I couldn't move or talk at all. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain followed by an immense high.

"Ahhhh~!" My back arched again and my hands gripped the table, tears flowing from my eyes. Don't cum don't cum don't cum-

"There, no more knot." I look down to see my limp knot in Dr. Dice's hand and blood rushing from where it had previously been attached.

I don't know if it was the blood loss or the intense feelings, but I passed out. I stayed out for a week. When I finally woke up I stayed alone in my room for a month until Kitty forced me to hang out with her and Minty.

End of Flashback

*Reese P.O.V.*

Oh my god... I look at Colette. She's trying to hide it, but she's shaking and crying. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah..." She shouldn't have pushed herself.

"Do you want a hug?" I slowly stand before moving to the ground.  I crawl over to her and open my arms. I don't want to scare her.

"*Sniff* Yes please..." She dropped straight into my arms. Aww... I feel so bad... At least I get to be here for her.

"I'm here, Kitten, I'm here."

"*Sobs*" It'll be okay, Colette. I'm right here. I set my chin on her head, so as to shield her from the world, and I hold her as close as possible.

"..."

"R-Reese?"

"Yeah, Kitten?"

"Thanks for being here."

"Of course, I love you, Colette." I think for a moment. "Want anything to drink?"

"Can I have some tea?" Her voice is so soft...

"Of course." I pick her up with me as I stand and I carry her over to our huge, red, six-foot-long bean bag. Obviously, I also smother her in blankets and pillows because of course, I need to make a nest. Once I finish Colette's tea I hand it to her and lay next to my kitten.

"Thanks, Reese." 

Hours pass by in seconds and somehow she ends up holding me curled in a ball on her chest.

I check my phone to see the time. It's three in the morning?! That's when I get a message from... mother? What does she want this time?

Messages:

R mom: Reese

Reese: What

R mom: Is that any way to speak to your mother who birthed you?

Reese: When she's a toxic bitch? Hell yeah.

R mom: Can't my sweet little **** help *** mother?

Reese: Don't call me ***.

R mom: Why not?

Reese: Hmmm maybe bc I'm not a *****?

R mom: But u r. A ***** came out of me. That's what you are.

Reese has changed R mom's name to Cunt

Cunt: **** stop

Reese: MY NAME IS /NOT/ ****!

Cunt: **** pls

Reese has blocked Cunt

Welp that was a thing. Also, PSA: don't deadname people. It's rude and you wouldn't want them calling you something that reminds you of a bad time in your life. Just be respectful of people's names, pronouns, and identities. It isn't hurting anyone so just let them live their lives.

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