My mom left us when I was five after she found out what my second gender was. I remember it as though it was yesterday. Dad had gone downstairs after tucking me in for the night. I was waiting for mom but she never came, that's when the yelling started. I climbed out of bed and made my way quietly to the hallway. I stopped at the top stairs and watched as my mom angrily threw a pillow from the couch at the floor.

 Then I heard the dreaded words that will forever haunt me. "We have to get rid of him. There is no way I can have an Omega for a child. He will be a disgrace to our family." From my viewpoint I saw dad take a step away from her at her words but she didn't notice and continued her rant, "How can I give birth to such a disgrace? Oh my Goddess why did you do this to me?" As she continued to be hysterical, my dad was just staring at her as if she had ten heads.

 "We can sell him to the next pack over they would kn-." Before she could even finish her sentence dad who I've never seen be anything but happy looked ready to kill. "What did you just say?" He said it so deadly that I was a little scared about what was going to happen next. Before she could say anything he continued, "That child that you are so casually talking about selling is our son. How could you even think much less say some shit like that. What if Sean were to hear you?" At that my mom shrugged her shoulders and said, "I would tell him plain and simple that I don't have an Omega for a son." I can tell that my dad was shocked by what she said and so was I. 

"Oh, don't look at me like that, you know I'm right. He is going to be a disappointment and a disgrace to our family." I felt like someone took my heart out of my chest and stamped all over it. I was silently crying at this point. "You are supposed to love your children no matter what they are. You can't pick how a child will be born." I can hear the pain in my dad's voice as he talks. But everything he is saying is being said to deaf ears. "I don't see why you are caring so much about a useless omega that will only cause us problems in the long run". At this my dad turns on her so fast I think he gave himself whiplash. I heard the low growl coming from his chest. "I think we need to end this conversation here before we both say anything else that we will regret."

 My mom scoffed, "No. I want him out of this house. It's either he leaves or I do. Pick one." Without much thought my dad turned cold eyes on her and pointed towards the door. "Leave and don't come back.. EVER! My son doesn't need someone like you in his life." I don't think my mom was expecting that answer because my dad usually agrees with whatever she wants to do. "He may not be yours but he is mine and he doesn't need you in his life if this is how you are going to be." I watched with bated breath as my mother grabbed her purse without a backwards glance walk out the door and out of our life. 

I didn't realize I was sobbing at this point until I heard my dad curse under his breath. I didn't even realize that he was next to me until he pulled me into a tight hug. It hurts so much, she just left. "It's okay bud. We're going to be okay. It will hurt for a while but we will be okay.” I'm not sure how long we sat there holding on to each other before dad took me back to bed and I cried myself to sleep. Those first few months were hard, I had nightmares where my mom was selling me to the highest bidder. I can tell that my dad was hurting but because he is one of our pack doctors he didn't really have time to really get over everything and be there for me. He decided that we needed to take some time to heal and also bond. He took time off of work and pulled me from school. 

We went on a road trip up the coast. It took us two weeks and they were the best two weeks of my life. We didn't talk about mom or what she said or my nightmares. We just enjoyed and explored new places and food. When we got back home I felt a lot better. We learned how to survive and be happy without my mom.