Be There For You

07.

9 months had passed and my stomach keeps getting bigger but I continued to work at the cafe. My mother told me to stop and wait until I give birth to my baby but I was stubborn and didn't listen to her.

It was another day of me working as a cashier. I would be at the counter as usual and take customers orders. The regular customers who often come here are cheerful and friendly, they would always have a smile on their and would be patient when their orders are sometimes slow. I was allowed to sit due to my big tummy and the customers are very understanding of my condition.

Checking at the time, it was now 8 o'clock and as expected, a regular customer has entered. He was a cute boy with fluffy brown hair and a cute pair of dimples. He didn't talk much as he would just order a cup of Americano and leave. I wanted to talk to him but he just had this cold and unapproachable aura around him that makes you stay away. Judging by the body structure and height with his pretty yet emotionless face, he is definitely an alpha that I wouldn't dare approach since I am scared of them due to my father also being one.

I was busy with my own thoughts until my phone rang in my pocket. Taking it out and seeing that it was an unknown number, I hesitated for a moment but eventually answered it after the fifth ring.

"Hel-"

"Good afternoon sir, are you the son of (Mother's name)?": a voice asked me.

"Yes I am, and who are you?": I asked.

"I am here to inform you some sad news....": he paused before continuing.

"Your mother got into a car accident. We couldn't save her in time and she had died of extreme blood lost...."

"You can come and see her at the hospital. Thank you.": he said and ended the call.

Without thinking, I jumped over the counter and instantly regretted it, landing on my back and bumped my stomach a little. The boy looked at me and rushed towards me, trying to help me but I ignored him and ran out the door without looking back. My stomach hurt like hell but I couldn't care much about it as my mind was filled with thoughts of my mother.

Quickly hailing for a cab, I soon arrived at the hospital. Running towards where my mother's room was, I closed my mouth as tears streamed down my face. There was my mother, covered with a large white cloth and laying on the metal tray. Slowly walking my way towards her body, I uncovered the white cloth covering her face with my shaky hands. Seeing her pale lifeless face broke me, my legs buckled as I fell to the floor with more tears falling down my face. The doctors went beside me and comforted me but it didn't seem to help as the pain in my stomach seems to get more intense.

Seeing my current condition, they immediately rushed me out the room and into another room where I soon gave birth.

"Congratulations Mr. Kim, you gave birth to a healthy baby boy. What would you like to name him?": the doctor asked excitedly.

Without second thoughts, I immediately named him Jun. My mother wanted to name me Jun but my dad didn't like it so she had no choice. Naming him Jun made me think of her and it tells me to never forget about her.

After her funeral, I was immediately taken back to where my dad lived. Because I wasn't yet an adult, I was under his custody, having no other choice, I had to move back to where he lives which was in a small apartment. I never got the chance to say goodbye to Uncle John or Taeyong hyung.

After a few months of abuse, I soon got used to everything. First, I had to cook 3 meals for him, breakfast, lunch and dinner. He also said that he doesn't want Jun to be anywhere near him so he can only be in my room and nowhere else, not the kitchen nor the living room. He would always hit me whenever he was stressed or mad, he didn't have a job so I had to work in a cafe after school and in a night bar after my shift at the cafe was over.

Unfortunately, the salary wasn't enough for three people so I would often starve myself and cook for him and Jun. My life had been like this for three years and I am seventeen now, Jun is four years and had started studying at my school's kindergarten. It was convenient for me to pick him up after school since it was near. The other parents would often give me weird stares whenever I would go and pick him up because I am an unmarked male omega but I ignored them. Nobody but the teachers there knew he was my child and they kept their word and didn't tell anybody.

Back to present:

"Hey did you hear that our English teacher Mr.Lee finally retired and a new teacher will be teaching us?"

"Yeah, I know. I also heard that our new teacher is a young university graduate, everyone who had seen him says he's hot. He's also an alpha."

"Not to mention that there is also a new teacher who is a very pretty omega. I can't wait to meet him. Whoever gets their number wins.": the alphas in my class bet eachother.

The busy body girls in my class kept chattering non stop that its starting to get on my nerves. Ever since the news about a new teacher coming in, the students won't stop talking about the two new teachers and its getting annoying. No matter who teaches, my grades won't ever get better so I didn't bother about getting all excited that a new teacher will be teaching us. I just hope that this new teacher minds his own business and doesn't get involved in my business and mess up my life even more than it already is.