An Omega, me?

Chapter 36: Missing

Get ready for an emotional rollercoaster.'

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Mitch POV

"How do you feel about a collar and cuffs?"

My head snaps up when I hear him say those words. A collar? Cuffs? Who does he think he is?! He is not my master! I don't even want one! Masters are the one thing I've always hated because of their behavior towards omegas.

My head clears from the fog of arousal I have been the past two days.

I don't want to end up like those empty shells who are glued to the floor next to their masters.

What am I even doing here? On the floor, obeying sweetly to the whims of Scott. This is not who I am, what has he done to me?! Dit he poison me? Drugged me to become this obedient omega who doesn't have a free will?

And the worst part is that I was enjoying it. Enjoying him dominating me. How could I? I promised myself that I would be a strong and proud omega. One who others could look up to. But now I am walking into the same trap as all the others!

I shake my head. I want to get up, run like hell and get away from this monster who almost broke my spirit.

But there is an battle going on inside of me. 

Another part of me likes to be this other person. The obedient omega. Who wants to stay with my Alpha, who marked me. This part wants to feel that tingling feeling all the time. It thrives on the praise of Scott.

I scoff. That is disgusting. I don't depend on anyone. I can take care of myself.

And with those thoughts in my mind I jump up. Startling Scott who was still waiting for my answer.

"Mitch! What is wrong?" He asked concerned.

"You are! You had me almost trapped in your spell. But you won't break me. I don't need you, I don't need to listen to your stupid rules. Fuck you!" I screamed at him as I slowly walk backwards to the door.

"I see now how you lured me with your undivided attention and 'love'. But you just were trying to break my spirit to turn me into one of these empty submissives." My voice breaks at the end of the sentence.

I reach for the doorknob when I whisper, "I thought you really loved me." A single tear makes his way over my cheek. I sniffle, push open the door and run out.

I hear Scott yell my name as I run to my room. But I ignore it. My sight is blurry because of the tears in my eyes. I blink them away and put on some clothes.

When I am dressed I grab my suitcase from under my bed and start to fill it with clothes and other necessities.

I hurry because I don't want Scott to find me here and stop me. I won't have a fighting chance against him.

I zip my suitcase closed and walk out of my room, down the stairs and to the cars in the garage.

Luckily I know that he keeps the keys in a cabinet in the garage too. 

I grab the one of a blue sportcar. I throw my suitcase in the trunk and push a button to open the garage door. 

I sit behind the weel and start the engine. I take off as soon as the garage door is high enough to drive underneath it. I open the main gate and before any of the guards can stop me I drive through the gate and speed off.