11

Bambi

I spent the whole day putting a lot of things together and finally settling down. It's just Finn and me at the house. I realised very much after that Jarek did not take Finn along with him.

Finn does not stay at the main house, he lives in another building and he's super nice. By the time it was afternoon, I was done with everything and I finally made a decision about my life.

I had to find a job. I had to keep the house. There was no way that I was going to lose the house. That house was my parents’. It reminded me of all the good memories they shared before they died, there was no way in hell that I'd just lose that house. It was important to me.

So I was going to take up the bank’s offer. Pay up the money and get my house back and after that, I was moving out of Jarek’s place and would end whatever it is that was between the two of us.

I was in my room when I heard voices. Jarek was back. He was on the phone and he sounded annoyed as he spoke. I remain in my room and I'm very skeptical about coming out.

I made him lunch. And I don't know if he would want to eat anything made by me. After a lot of thinking, I decide to offer him the food. I walk out of my room and I head straight to the sitting room.

Jarek just finished making his call and whatever it is, I can tell that it did not go well. Not in any way.

“Hi,” I wave at him sheepishly and his intense gaze lands on me. His gaze is sharp and he looks at me irritated. The only time Jarek looks at me as if he's interested is only when I'm naked.

“What do you want? I've not called for you yet.” He tells me and I suck in a shaky breath and then I run my tongue through my lower lip.

“I know. Welcome back. I just wanted to ask you if you would eat. I made something—”

“Look, Bambi.” Jarek interrupts me and then he begins to take slow steps towards me. The look in his eyes is intense and he looks irritated at the same time.

“You have just one use in this house. That's being my who're. Nothing else. What makes you think that I will eat a food made by an omega? A lowly being like you?” He says and his words stab my chest. My eyes fill with tears.

“But you fuck me. I'm an omega.” I utter and my voice is shaky.

“That's the thing, Birdie. That's the thing. That is the only good thing about you. Your pussy. Your life would have been ruined if you did not have that to offer.” He tells me and finally, the tears that I've been trying so hard to hold back slide down my cheeks.

“You make it sound as if I'm a curse. Like I do not deserve love.” I sniffle.

“Omegas do not deserve love,” Jarek states coldly.

“Were you able to get love? You were not able to keep your stupid boyfriend. So why do you think you deserve love?” He asks me and I can't even find the right words to reply to Jarek. I'm an omega. Not a murderer.

“Thats not fuckimg fair. The way you act and talk to me. It's not fair. I deserve some respect.” I cry and tears keep streaming down my face. And to think that I'm betraying the only person who loves me.

“You do not deserve it. And nothing is fair, Birdie.” Jarek states and then he takes a long step away from me.

“I've had a long day. I do not want to waste the rest of my days talking to you. Whenever you cook, count me out. I'll not be eating your meals.” He announces and I can't help but blame myself.

I already know that Jarek is nothing but a stupid jerk, but still, I went ahead to cook for him. I got what I asked for. That's it. I was being stupid and I got the best reaction ever. I hate this!! I hate everything. I hate him.

“Scram off. I'll call for you when I need you. Get ready.” He tells me and then he walks away, going upstairs. I know what he means by that, he asked me to get ready to go be his slut and whore. So he can use me however he likes.

I do not go upstairs, instead, I stand there crying. I hate how bad my life has become. It started getting worse after my parents passed. I thought that it was going to be the end of the world for me. But I had Calla. She had always been a good friend.

Calla was there for me and convinced me that I had to push and that my life was not over. She fought for me and taught me how to fight for myself, though I ended up sucking badly at that.

She would fight for me when I could not utter a word and was always there to support me. I found a job after my parents died and I had the will to survive again. I started earning and that was when I met James and I got stupid again. I was stupidly in love with him.

Thinking about all the things that I would have achieved if I had just listened to Calla and stayed away from James makes me cry harder. I would have had a lot and done a lot of things for myself and I did not listen.

Where has that gotten me? Nowhere. I was in love and love has literally cost me everything. The mention of the word love causes my blood to boil and I doubt if I will ever fall in love again. I won't. I'm fucking done with that phase of my life and I'm surviving.