Habitual Liar

C6- Matchmaker

It's been a whole week since I got here. My stomach doesn't hurt as much and my skin isn't dry anymore. When I stand up, I'm not as dizzy.

Every day I take medicine in the morning to help me focus because of my ADHD and I take allergy medicine and depression a at night.

I don't feel so much pain in my chest now either.
Everything seems... better. Every night I eat a whole t-bone steak and kibble during the day, even though I don't want to.

Matt says that my issues are normal since I was an orphan with ADHD that grew up the way I did. I always wondered why I had a short attention span.

Midas figured out quickly that I was struggling. He helped me too.

The truth is... I'm only letting them do this because Matt is so gorgeous. I'm obsessed.
God, he's beautiful. When I eat or take my medicine, he smiles at me!
He's so, so handsome. Every time he hugs me my heart skips.

But when he isn't treating me, he's cold and rude. His pity for me makes him kinder.

The problem is that he takes care of me like a little brother. On top of that, he doesn't seem queer. I could have anyone in this house, and I choose the straight asshole. Of course.

So, he acts like an asshole sometimes. But he's really nice when he takes care of me. If I even try to disobey him he gives me a brick-titty cold stare that urges me to comply, or else.

He has these strange golden freckles that give off a metallic glimmer in the sunlight. His eyes are golden too and they're hypnotic.

He's scarily manipulative and gets everything he wants. He's really fit to be an Alpha. Wise, Strong and powerful. I guess that's what makes an Alpha so attractive. He IS a German Shepherd after all.

When we go out, his power radiates.

Just the other day we were at the grocery store and a man bumped into Midas. Midas apologized but the dude kept going on and yelling, like "You omegas are all the total bozos. Watch it kid!"

This man was another alpha. He was a huge bald guy. Matt stepped to the man, stared him dead in the eye and growled, his ears flattening. The other alpha must've tried to to run away, because Matt stepped on his foot to hold him in place and backhanded him.

Midas laughed and I gasped as the man collapsed on the floor. Matt sneered at the man as he towered over him. He spit on the guy's head and held our hands protectively as we walked out.

I quickly learned that this kind of beating was normal for alphas. It's a display of dominance.

But Matthias can be a really funny guy when you get to know him. Like a German Shepherd, he has a soft side that he hides. I think he's secretly very playful. I want to play with him.

Ugh, not to mention he has the body of a god. The other day he walked out of his room in gym shorts. He has pierced nipples, golden freckles all over and rippling muscles. His skin is beautiful and smooth. He has neat dreads in his hair that he decks with golden cuffs and crystal beads.

If he were
to like anyone, it'd be Midas. Midas is muscular, pretty and has the perfect skin.
Me? I'm just a cuban twink who's terribly skinny and nowhere near as muscular as Midas.

I need more muscle.
I'm going to go work out right now.

It's five o' clock, and everybody's in their rooms.

I throw on my gym shorts and sneak downstairs to the weight room in the basement.

My legs aren't too bad, and my butt is okay too. I suppose I used to be muscular until I got so skinny, but I'll do anything to look better.

Maybe I have vanity issues, but that's not really a problem.

I once heard that the more it hurts while you work out, the more muscle you'll build up. If you don't truly push yourself, you'll only burn fat.
My older brother Byron used to take me to the gym. He taught me how to use all of this stuff. He left me one day. He said he was going to California a few years ago to finish some business.

He was buff; I bet he's an alpha. Does he know that he's part dog?

I look up at the pull up bar. I'm short.
I jump up and grab it, and start lifting my knees up to my chest. I do some pullups too, then drop down and grab some dumbbells.

I was doing curls when I heard someone clear his throat.
I turn around and see Charlemagne.

"You know Matthias said you can't do physical activity yet, right?"

"I want to be stronger."

"Or do you want to be more handsome?"
Charlemagne asks.
"Omegas shouldn't want to be strong."

"I'm tired of people telling me how to feel. I'll do what I want."

"And if Matthias finds out?"

I shoot Charlemagne a glare.
"He wont."

"If I wasn't such a nice guy, I'd tell on you. I mean, I should. After all, you stole my brother."

"Excuse me??"

"Jesus, it's 'Richie' this and 'Richie' that. He's infatuated."
Charlemagne rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. He's strangely buff for a Beta, and he has a feminine voice. He acts and sounds like one of the guys from Rupaul's Drag Race, without looking like a woman. He has an androgynous personality, but a masculine figure.

"Infatuated you say?" I ask, flicking my tail.

"Yeah. He's being weird. He hasn't been paying much attention to me at all. He's my little brother... More concerningly, he's being nice to you. That isn't my Matt."

"Oh, wow. I'm sorry, but he deserves to spend time with whomever he wants to."

"I know. I'm just lonely. And the guy I like would never love me."

"Who is it?"

"I can't say."

"I know someone that likes you."

"REALLY?! Who?!"

I smirk.
"You promise not to tell anyone that I'm working out?"

"My lips are sealed."

"Midas wants you."

Charlemagne squeals and jumps up, wagging his tail.

"NO WAYYYY!"
He screeches.
"I have to ask him out or something."

"Take him to Lush. Or Ulta. Or Sephora. Or to get a pedicure."

Charlemagne grins.
"I hope you're right. Someday soon we'll go together-"
You're welcome, Midas.