Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

59. Internally

TRIGGER WARNING:
This chapter deals with some content that viewers may find distressing. I've marked the scenes with ***** to skip, but there are some parts outside of this barrier that may cause upset. Read this chapter at your own risk if you are triggered by themes of rape.

You'd finally stopped falling and now you were sat in a pitch black abyss with nothing around you but silence and darkness.

If you strained your ears, you could hear yourself, whimpering and moaning while Dabi did as he wished to your body and the thought brought bile to your throat.

You hoped you'd actually throw up on him... It was the least he deserved for touching you...

You shuddered as you felt a hand grope at your hip but found nothing there. When another sensation of a hand wrapped around the back of your neck you understood... You could feel what he was doing to you, even all the way in here...where even was here?!

"Your subconscious."

You spun around at the sudden familiar voice and gawked at the figure standing there, smiling at you and for a second you thought you were looking in a mirror.

Your doppleganger smiled warmly before looking around and continuing to speak with your voice.

"At least, that's what I understand it to be. It's where you keep me."

"Keep you?" You can't help but ask and the other you nods.

"Where you keep your Omega."

She's your...?

No. No way. Nope! Na-uh.

"How is this possible? Am I dreaming?"

Your omega shook her head and you frowned, looking up, as if that was where your body was.

"If you're my omega, then shouldn't you be... you know- out there?! Controlling shit?!" You snapped angrily.

You couldn't help it.

This was her.

The fucked up piece of you that ruined your life. You wanted to strangle her!

Beat her out of you or find a box with a hundred locks and bury her in here so she couldn't effect your life ever again!

"Everything's under control." Your omega says calmly and you scoff.

"Under control?! You're letting him touch us! Touch me! I can feel his goddamn hands on me!" You wince as you feel pressure somewhere you don't want to think about and a tear rolls down your cheek.

He was violating you... How was this under control?

"I can feel him in me..." You almost sob, feeling your anger burn out to despair at this torture.

"Why?" You finally bring yourself to ask and your omega hums thoughtfully.

"Because it's safer than fighting."

Is she fucking kidding?

"I'd rather die right now..." You spit back and she nods sadly.

"And that's why I took over. Self preservation is stronger in Omegas because of us. It's a difficult life. So we have to intervene at times-"

"Shut up!" You snap, shaking your head in disbelief at her words.

"You know nothing you piece of rotten shit! How fucking dare you! Let me out! Let me fight back! Don't let him do this to us!" Your voice breaks and you look away from her, too disgusted by her.

She wasnt a part of you, she was a tumor. Something wrong and vile that you wanted to cut out of youself.

"Fighting this doesn't help." She sighs.