Samuel’s P.O.V

As I woke up after fainting due to the pain, I tried to stand up to go take a look at my body. Key word being ‘tried’. I felt as if my body was pierce with one thousand stings on fire. It hurt so much that I fainted again and woke up one hour later. I tried again to stand but this time I tried slower and used the wall to do so. After ten minutes of me wincing in pain, I was finally up. I slowly made my way to my room to take a change of clothes. After looking around for my father to be sure that he was sleeping or gone, I found that I was really late for school and that my father already went to work.

I decided to not go to school because with my injuries it would take me a day to reach it and more to come back due to the regular beating from my bullies.

I made my way to the bathroom and took off my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't help but pity myself. My body was a mess, there were bruises of every color on it and we nearly couldn't see any white skin. The worst bruises were on my rib cage and face. These bruises were dark purple, and I could see that my ribs were broken. I had a split lip and two black eyes. But all of that is normal, after all, I was an omega so it was natural to be beaten and mistreated…

I started the shower and took it quickly. I always did this because I didn't want to waste hot water. Feeling all the bumpy flesh due to the bruises while rubbing the soap onto my body was like a torture. I stopped the water and got out of the shower, almost surprised to see my ailing self in the mirror. I dried myself in a worn towel and put my change of clothes on.

I passed the rest of the day cleaning the house and drawing. Today was the last day of school and tomorrow was the graduation so I didn't need to do any homework. At 6 pm I heard the jiggles of key and the front door opened. I quickly entered my room so he wouldn’t get a chance to beat me again. My father passed the rest of the night drinking and finally passed out near 2 am. I got out of my room and went where my dad was sleeping, a beer in his left hand. I took the bottles laying on the floor and put them on the trash. After, I made my way to my bedroom and slept until it was time for the graduation.

I decided to wear the most expensive thing I had and quickly got out of the house. Today was the last day that I would see my father and it was also my birthday. I was really excited about not getting beatings everyday but at the same time I was nervous. I shook my head to stop thinking about this and saw that I was already at school. I made my ways to my locker, took all my binders and put them in my bag. The graduation ceremony was this morning, so I went to the auditorium to receive my diploma.

All the last years were here and the principal was on the stage calling names after names to give them diplomas. After many people, he finally called my name. I walked to the podium and stood in front of the principal. He didn't say anything and just gave me my diploma. I thanked him and rapidly got out of the auditorium to return at my house. I didn't have anyone to say goodbye to, so I didn't have any reason to stay longer.

***

I opened the door and started to walk to my room.

“What are you doing here mutt?”, shouted my father who wasn't supposed to be here. I froze as I saw him coming my way.

“Thought that after yesterday you would have learnt your lesson, but it seems like you need another punishment”, He said and then started to unbuckle his belt. As he came toward me, I could feel that it will not be a simple beating but even if I knew it, I couldn't bring myself to move and watched him with eyes filled with fear.

“If you want to stay at home this much you should just be the bitch of some old perverse. Now, I'm going to teach you what a bitch is supposed to do”, he said and then started to rip my clothes off. I couldn't say a word as he pushed me in the floor and broke the last bit of hope I had in him.

***

I felt as if my butt was split in half, it hurt so much. But what hurt even more was my conscience as my brain slowly came to understand that my father just raped me. I could feel his semen and my blood running down my thighs. I felt so disgusted with my body for losing my virginity to my father and not to my mate. I was supposed to find them today! I already wasn't sure that they would accept me but now they would automatically reject me. I also felt disgusted with myself for not defending myself, but after all those years of abuse I feared my father to the point that I couldn't move or talk if he came near me. I was so pathetic… nobody wanted me… I should just die…

No! It wasn't what mom would have wanted! She always said that it brought nothing to dies and that even if you lived something difficult you should get over it and that it would make you stronger! You couldn't give up whenever something difficult happen or you would never be able to surpass yourself! You must keep fighting and one day you would remember that time when you didn't give up and feel proud of yourself for continuing living no matter what! So, I wouldn't give up, I would continue living for my mother…

After motivating myself with my little speech I decided that I couldn't stay here with him, so I needed to run away tonight. I slowly got up with shaky legs and entered my room. I silently packed all my clothes and possessions in my schoolbag after throwing my binders in a corner of my room. I thought that I wouldn't need them on the streets. After, I hid my bag in a dark corner and waited for my father to fall asleep. After 2 hours of waiting, he finally passed out and I made my way to the bathroom. I quickly washed myself in and out because the feeling of his semen in me was unbearable. In this world, the omega male could just be impregnate by their mate, so I wouldn't be impregnated. I vigorously scrubbed myself with a sponge because I could still feel his hands touching me and it disgusted me.

After getting out of the shower I was as red as a lobster. I put some clothes on, returned to my room to grab my bag and went to the kitchen. I grabbed all the food that I could see and put them in another bag that I found in a closet. It was not like he would need it with his beer, and we didn't have many foods from the start anyway. When I finished, the bag was half full and I thought that it would last me for nearly a week. I got out of the house and turned to look at it one last time. I then started to walk towards the nearest city.

Well, happy birthday to me…