I started to wake up. My body's so weak I can't even move it. I can't feel anything except for the anger I'm feeling right now. I'm not holding a wrath or something on my father because of what he did, I'm used to the violence he always does to me for years. I know I shouldn't get used to it but theres nothing I can do, I have nowhere to go, no one to protect me, I cannot just run away from home, I'm an omega. The anger I was holding into was the anger towards myself, I just cannot understand why can't i just die, right on the spot, I don't even know what is still holding me back that I cannot pull myself away into. I can't understand that my body won't let go, no matter how much tired it is, no matter hoe tiref my mind is, no matter how tired I am. There's a lot of times I did let go, I already once let go of my life, I crossed the line harming myself but here, here I am again no matter how beaten up I keep waking up, waking up to the same pain I am living.

I helped myself up, pushing myself to transfer at least to my bed. I walked through my room limping, holding to the walls for support. On my way there, I kept stumbling and falling, my legs don't work just fine. I am so beaten up.

I heard my stomach growling but in my condition I can't even prepare a food. Its already more than. 24 hours since last eaten. My throat is also dry, but all of these, I chosen to ignore. My body's still numb. I can feel the swelling of my muscles, the pumping of the blood in my veins, even the dripping of the fresh, hot, crimson red blood from where my father burnt. My wounds are fresh and my body littered of bruises, somewhat I can't even open my eyes. It's a miracle how I transferred myself to my room due to my condition.

Everything was so painful but I can't help myself. Tears pool in my eyes, I bite my lip forcing myself not to scream the pain I was feeling in my body. I once again passed out for a few hours. When I woke up again, I was feeling better, my omega side is kicking In, helping itself to survive at least. I pushed myself up to my bed going to the kitchen to cook some instant food. While I am waiting for the ramen to be cooked, I reached for the first aid kit to clean up my wounds and put a bandage on it. I keep wincing, tears left my eyes and groaning, the pain was unbearable. The moment I am done treating myself, my food is already done. I ate then checked the time, its already 12 PM and I can't catch up for class, plus I can't even move steadily and fine. I decided to just having an absent for a day and just go to my work at night. I took some meds, I layed on my bed waiting for it to kick in before dozing off once again. Sleeping helps my body to recover fast so I always do let myself to what my body needs to do...

Hours pass by and I'm getting ready for work not forgetting to take my meds as well to mask my scent, wearing a perfume as well to double it. Its a cafe downtown where we sell coffee and tea and some snacks youth always enjoys. I wore a baggy hoodie with a  Swaeg print on it, a loose pants and a black mask. I wore this outfit in the middle of the summer. ignoring the heat just considering the bruises I have.

Its 7PM when I started to walk downtown, off to the cafe. I enjoyed walking down the streets letting my face get hitted by the soft cool summer breeze. It helped me relax myself and makes my mood better. As I entered the cafe the smell of coffee hitted my face. There's a few customers in the shop, talking, eating, or just there sipping their drinks while on theis smartphones surfing the net. Some went by themselves, with their friends, couples and even families. I proceeded to the counter to wear my apron and started my shift. My shift starts at 8PM and ends 4AM in the midnight. It's quite uneasy for me, working until midnight then having a class at 8AM. My lifes so hard, it always is.

I've taken a few orders this night, probably a dozen or so. Usually for the call center agents, working students or just people who do love late night walks. My shift was about to end when I heard the door opened and closed. I saw a bunch of males wearing black, there's 6 of them. They talked for quite sometime before splitting my 4 and 2, the 2 males proceeded to the counter to take orders while the 4 other went straight to the empty tables. I heard a tapping sound on the counter, It caught up my attention, I didn't know my mind was flying somewhere. I took their orders then they proceeded to the table where the 4 males went. It took 25 minutes when I served their order. As I walked to their table the familiar scent of the alpha kicked in. They're the samr students I encountered at school. I guess they didn't recognized me because I'm wearing as mask. Same for me though I will not recognize them as well if it wasn't for the scent. They are wearing all black. They looked at me with their fiery eyes. Damn I was spacing out quite a lot lately. I left their table and proceeded to the locker, grabbing my bag and removing my apron. I yawned and put my hands on my pockets, ready to leave the shop, I nodded to my co-worker who's taking her shift replacing me in the counter. I was about to leave the shop when I noticed somethings with the boys, black feathers, too big for a size of a bird, even an eagle's feather can't be compared to the size of it and what took my curiousity most is the red blood bag in the pocket of the two of the boys in their group. I chosen to ignore it even if my curiousity kicks in. They're weird and mysterious I said to myself before walking home...

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Anyways for the ones whos reading this story, thank you. You're just a few but I'm really thankful. It gives me a big boost to write and update my story. I'll try making a few long chapters. I guess I'll be making the encounter in the next few chapters. I hope you'll continue support Written. I'm still not confident enough for this story though, please do message me if you like it or give me some advice I'm sooo open for those. Anyways Thank You again!~

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