Unwanted Omega

1) Closing door to my past

NuNew POV 

I woke up. Soft rays of light shone through the drawn curtains. My head was pounding with a pain I didn't know. It was the first time I got drunk. I tried to move, but pain shot through my body. For some reason I was broken and every time I moved I felt a sharp pain in my lower body. I slowly rolled onto my right side and froze in surprise. Zee Panich was lying next to me. I realized he was naked. I realized I was naked too.

Flashes of last night flashed before my eyes and I knew I had to go. This whole week has been horrible and I have no idea how it got us into this situation but if someone would name it. So last night's event was the imaginary cherry on top of all the horrible events of this week. I overcame the pain and slowly rolled out of bed. Fortunately, the person next to me was in a deep sleep and I didn't wait for anything, I gathered my clothes despite the painful protests of my body and literally ran away.

It took almost an hour to get home. Zee's apartment was practically on the other side of town. I sat in the tub, water running down my head, but no matter what I did, I felt dirty. The more I woke up, the more I began to realize the events of last night. I tried to wipe the touches he gave me yesterday with a sponge, but nothing helped. My skin was red and I had already started bleeding in some places, but I still felt disgusted, dirty.

 ,, You are just a dirty little Omega." 

I can hear his worlds above my head.

Tears streamed down my face.

 "Someone like you has no right to stand by my side."

 Those words echoed in my head, impossible to silence. I stopped scrubbing with the sponge and put my head in my hands. It couldn't get any worse.

My phone started ringing, and I saw that my so-called friend James was calling. I let it ring; I wasn't ready to talk to him. I didn't know if I ever wanted to talk to him again. I sat in the tub for hours, my mind wandering from one thought to another, until I made a decision. This week confirmed that I had no one. My so-called best friend betrayed me, my Mate rejected me, and I didn't know what to do.

The water in the tub began to cool, but I couldn't move. I felt paralyzed, trapped in my own thoughts. Memories of last night flashed before my eyes. Pain, humiliation, confusion. How could I have ended up in such a situation? How could I have let this happen?

I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. I had to do something, I had to move on. But how? How could I stand up when I felt so broken?

Slowly, I got out of the tub, water dripping from my body. I wrapped myself in a towel and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I saw someone I barely recognized. Eyes full of pain and despair. But deep inside, I felt a spark of determination. I had to find a way to get through this. I had to find the strength to continue.

I stood in the middle of my room, which was my sanctuary. It was a very small apartment, barely 15 square meters, but it had everything I needed at my age – a small bathroom, a small kitchen. My name is NuNew Chawarin. Yesterday was my birthday, so today I am already sixteen years old. I am an orphan and I live alone. I desperately want to ask someone for advice, but I have no one.

My life has never been easy. I lost my parents when I was ten. It was a car accident that took both of them at once. Since then, I have been in the care of various foster families, but I never felt at home anywhere. Each new home was just another stop on a journey that seemed endless and aimless. Finally, when I was 15, I decided I had enough of false hopes and dreams of a new family and decided to live on my own.

School was never a challenge for me; I was a good student, my grades were excellent, but I was the quiet kid who sat in the back and tried to be invisible. My classmates often bullied me because I was different. I had no family to support me, which made me an easy target. Every day I tried to survive, hoping that one day I would find a place where I could be myself. I have only one friend. Well...

I had a friend, James, who convinced me yesterday to go to a bar with him since it was my birthday. I remember he got me drunk and left me there, which led to me ending up with Zee. Zee is another chapter. He was my Mate; I had suspected it for some time because I always felt drawn to him, but we never talked about it. Then, for some reason, he sought me out at school this week and started yelling at me in front of the whole school, calling me a disgusting, dirty Omega, and publicly rejected me.

I have no idea why it happened, but the pain of being rejected by my Mate caused me such agony that I couldn't go to school all week. I had read that when an Omega is rejected by their Alpha, it causes physical pain, but until I experienced it myself, I didn't know how severe it was.

I sat on the bed and thought about it all. How could my life change so quickly? Yesterday, I was just an ordinary boy trying to survive each day, and now I felt like someone who had no value. Tears streamed down my face.

"Someone like you has no right to stand by my side."

Those words echoed in my head, impossible to silence.

Is this really the life I want to continue living? Do I deserve to be treated this way? The answer is clear. No!

I don't know where I found the courage or where the idea came from, but I made a decision. I won't stay here any longer. I work enough part-time jobs, so I have some money saved up. In two years, I'll have access to my parents' inheritance, and until then, I'll manage somehow.

I looked around my room, my sanctuary, one last time. It was small, barely 15 square meters, but it had everything I needed – a small bathroom, a small kitchen. I packed the essentials into my backpack, taking only what was necessary.

As I stood at the door, I took a deep breath. This was it. I was closing the door on my old life. With a final glance around the room, I stepped out and shut the door behind me. It felt symbolic, like I was shutting the door on all the pain and rejection I had endured. I was ready to start anew, to find a place where I could truly belong and be myself.