You Want Me?

Chapter 1

All your life you've constantly heard the words, "Who wants someone like you?"

If it wasn't that, it was, "What's the point of trying to be something you're not?"

But that is what happens when you were born an omega into a strictly alpha family. When your mother found out, she felt shocked and horrified.

"Why? Why (Y/N)?" You remember hearing her cry as she pulled you from middle school, claiming you couldn't return because of some rare condition.

That is how your life was, constantly being looked down upon because of your secondary gender.

Currently, you sat happily outside in the lovely garden you had created over the past 7 years. After your mother decided to flip your world upside down by isolating you from the world. You found joy in the little things of life. It wasn't fully satisfying, but it gave you a purpose that wasn't a constant reminder of what you were.

Suddenly you see your father pulling up with another strange vehicle behind him.

It wasn't unheard of for your father to have his business partners or new heroes coming to look at the support tech your mother and father have been creating. What surprised you the most was the fact it was two people. One that had a funny looking hair cut, almost resembling a banana. The other looked like a hobo.

Getting up and leaving your garden, you remembered your daily task whenever your father had guests. The one thing your family has taught you was that you were never really a person, just a servant. You got to do your duty of cleaning the kitchen and starting dinner for the family. It was expected of you to have everything ready after five minutes of your father's guest arrival. Lucky for you, you had everything prepared before enjoying a few minutes in your garden.

Grabbing a tray of cookies and sweets you made today, you entered your father's office after knocking. While looking at your father, you awaited for him to tell you what he and his guest would like to drink.

"(Y/N), please bring us some coffee and tea," your father says with a hint of hatred in his voice.

"Yes sir, right away," you replied obediently. Passing the rooms of your siblings, you saw they were each doing something they truly wanted to do, while you unfortunately had to play servant. Sighing to yourself, you entered the kitchen to make coffee and green tea just like your father had asked.

While preparing the coffee and green tea, you reach for the kettle, pouring the boiling hot water into the mugs. Slowly you put the three mugs on a tray along with some sugar and cream for the drinks. Making your way back to your father's study you hear some happy and light conversation flowing down the halls. Finally arriving at the door, you softly open the door to place the tray on the coffee table.

Backing away slowly, you suddenly felt a hand on your arm. Flinching thinking it was your father's hand, you snapped your eyes up to see it wasn't your father that was holding you, it was the hobo looking man.

"(Y/N), was it? Why don't you just stay for a second?" The hobo looking man was holding your wrist as if he would hold it too hard it would break. Suddenly you smelt something that reminded you of home.

"I'm sorry sir but I can't stay," you say quickly, remembering just what your parents have taught you to say over and over again if someone were to speak for you to stay. While walking out of the room, you headed back to your bedroom that was located in the basement. You couldn't get the smell out of your head. You sat on your small bed quietly wondering who those strange men were but strangely you felt that they would be coming back into your life more and more. 

Hello to whoever is reading this. I'm trying so please be patient with me when it comes to updates. I really appreciate alynelovesyou who helped me with editing this story. If something is wrong grammatically please let me know. I hope you have a good day, afternoon, or night whenever you're reading this.

~Grace