An Omega, me?

Chapter 7: Secret revealed

Scott POV

The next day I see him at breakfast. "Good morning Mitch. How did you sleep?" I ask as I sit down and pour some fresh coffee in my mug.

"I slept fine. The movie was great. Thank you." He says taking a bite from his toast. He sit down across from me in nothing more than shorts and an oversized t-shirt.

"You are welcome. How is your back?" I'm guessing he feels a lot better, I don't see him taking his meds anymore, but I still ask. I look at him shortly before piling a few pancakes on my plate and douse them in syrup.

"Fully healed. I don't feel it anymore." He shrugs before grabbing a granola bar to nibble on.

"Good, good. Well, unfortunately I have to go to work today. Is it okay for you to spend the day alone? You can always ask the maids to do things with you, or Kevin if he isn't busy." I take a sip from my coffee and let the caffeine to its job.

He frowns slightly before he puts his mask back on of indifference. "Yeah sure. I don't mind. Can I leave the house?" He asks hopefully.

I shake my head. "No, absolutely not. You have everything you need in this house. If you go, it will be with me." I say sternly.

He huffs. "Why not? I have nowhere to go!" He crosses his arms annoyed. "You made sure of that." He mumbles softly.

I roll my eyes at his childish behavior. "I'm sure you would find a new place in minutes if you wanted to. Besides it is dangerous outside, especially for a male omega like you."

"Fine, whatever." He takes a sip from his own coffee and stands up.

"Don't throw that attitude at me. It's for your own good." I look at him with a frown, it is never good enough for that boy. Why can't he see that I am trying to protect him?

"Whatever, are you going to punish me for my 'bad behavior'?" He challenges me with an light smirk on his face. But there is a serious undertone, almost if he is scared that I will say yes and hurt him like all the others.

I sigh and I rub my face tiredly. "No of course not."

"Good..." He says before he leaves the room without another word.

I sigh again and finish my breakfast. That boy... I shake my head and leave for work after I instruct my employees what to do with Mitch and to call me immediately if something is wrong.

I hope and pray that things will go fine and when I return home that everything is still in one piece.

Mitch POV

When Scott is gone I go downstairs again to finish my breakfast. He is so annoying, thinking that he knows best. Going with the flow, with the society, with everyone else. Care to be different! Believe in yourself! Be different and be proud of it! I don't want to be another meek sheep, following the herd.

I sigh. It's never going to happen anyway, so I should stop dreaming and wishing he will change. The best I can do right now is making the best of the situation.

When I'm done I leave the dirty plates for the maid to clean up and walk to the living room to watch SpongeBob on the plasma tv. One of the few things I love about this place is the quality of the tv, I love it, so much better than the one in the HDO.

It entertains me for a while. I'm so comfy here that I let my walls down and giggle now and then.

Two hours later I finished the season and now I have to think of a new way to occupy my time. I look around and decide that I want to discover the rest of the house.