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All my life, the only thing running through my head is to survive. Every second, minutes, and hours was hell. I hate it, but I couldn't end it.

It's hard to breathe, the suffocating scent lingered around while my mother whimpered under different alphas every single day echoed in our small and rundown house. I want to yell, I want to plead her to stop—to not accept them anymore.

But what will happened to us? If she won't accept those alpha... Can we survive?

I do hate the way we live but I don't hate my life, I still want to survive. I want to know what is like outside, to be free.

'Freedom? Don't ever dream something you can't have. Us, omega... This is the only thing we can do to survive, to be slave for them, to satisfy their needs. Don't be delusional, happiness is only for those dominant one. Remember my words, because happiness is not for us.' I still feel her rough, skinny fingers caress my cheeks while smiling, as if her words is the sweetest thing that I can hear. As if, it's enough to comfort my wreak heart as I watch her took the last breath before I become alone in this hell.

I can't stop my hands from shaking, as I took out everything in small drawer and put it inside the black bag pack.

I'm so desperate to take the chance to runaway from all this before I lost my sanity, I can't take her place.

As I finished packing everything, I look at her cold dead body inside the room where she entertained those Alpha... I want to puke, It's sickening.

I'm sorry, mother. I'm sorry if I take advantage of your death to escape.

Tears keep falling from my eyes down to my cheeks.

If it's take my whole life to keep asking for her forgiveness, then I'll do it. But I can't take her place to paid the debt of that bastard alpha.

My father who asked a huge amount to the loan shark and lost everything in gambling, and choose to runaway and left my us to suffer.

I take away my eyes from her, and immediately run outside. As I finally got outside the coldness of winter made me shiver, but the fire inside ignite more in my chest.

With deep breathe, I gradually took step forward and as I take step away from our house, it made my heartbeat faster. I'm aware of my selfishness, but if I won't choose my self today—to save it from this cursed place then who will?

"Please take me to the bus station." I whispered as I got inside the taxi.

I only have a hundred dollar crumbled inside my pocket, and I know from the start that this won't be enough... But as long I'm away from those people, I can take my hunger even I don't eat for a week.

I held the strap of my bag tightly, feeling his intense stare from the mirror.

But he didn't say anything or ask more, I look outside the window. The fog is thick that make it hard to see what's going on in the other side.

I'm having a hard time to remember what this place look like, since it's been so long the last time my mother let me go outside my room.

It took all the courage I have to take this decision, to finally have a freedom. Hoping to end the cursed life I have.

"We're here." Only then I finally got back to my senses when the driver announced our arrival, I look outside.

I can't see any bus or train, we're in front of a abandoned building.

"B-but sir, this is not the place I s-said." My voice start to stutter, my chest thumping like crazy. I have an idea what is going on yet I become indenial, that my hope only took few minutes before it burst.

I look at the mirror and shivered as I saw the familiar hideous smile on his face, the same smile I always saw in small hole in my room—in those alphas' face-whenever they hear my mother pleaded them to not do it rough.

As if they enjoy my mother struggle, like it's their satisfaction when her eyes become glassy and her body convulsed from too much exposure of dominant pheromones.

"Do you really think I don't know what kind of people who live in that abandoned district?" He chuckled deviously, "Selling you will give me more money than send you to the station, a pretty omega like you will surely give me a pretty huge money, no?"

As if a buckle of cold water poured in my head, with parted lips–I immediately held the lock and tried to open it.

"N-no, please let me go!" I keep shaking the lock but nothing change.

"Don't bother, they will come soon to get you." He said seriously while keep glancing to his phone.

And as if it's only cue they only wait, three people come out from the building. Scarred face, huge, and I can say that they are belong to people who ready to kill any moment.

One of them knock on the window in the driving seat, leaning forward when the driver finally slide down it. "Is she the one you're talking about?" He side eyes to checking me out.

"Yes, you see... She's from that famous rundown place, where omegas in debt getting thrown." He smirked.

"How can we sure it safe to take this one?" One of them asks.

"She's leaving the place on her own, no one is there watching her. I assure you that woman will get you a lot of money without any problem."

The three men look at each other... The one with cut in his eyes cleared his throat.

"Take her outside, let's see how good she is so we can talk about the price." He commanded.

"You, get out." The driver look at me and gesture his hand, but instead obeying him I shook my head aggressively.

"P-please no... Please." Words hardly came out to my mouth, there is so much word I want to say but as if my tongue forget to converse those words.

"Fuck! Just do what I say, get out!" His voice roared inside the car, he glare at me with frustration as he slammed open his door and walk toward my direction.

He open the door beside me and pull me harshly, "fucking omega, you can't even speak straight."

"N-no..." I shake my head repeatedly, tears stared to fell down to my cheeks. I try to kick him, my foot hit his jaw—made him groan but his hand hit me back.

My ear ringing, the hard slap I received made me lost my hearing and feel dizzy for a minutes.

My knees wobbled, "take this omega and give my fucking money." He push me toward the man who eye side me earlier.

"We still need to check her value," he nonchalantly said and yanked my hoodie, I cover my face and eyed with my hand. However, he grips my hand tightly to see my face.

His callous hand grip my jaw tightly, checking my face side to side.

"See? I told you, this one will bring you triple to how much you will give me! Take her, I'll promise to bring more soon!" The driver once again exclaimed.

The man finally loosen his grip but push me without carefulness to where the other men, he look at the driver with

satisfaction in his eyes. "Came inside and take the money, this one is valuable." He said.