Chapter 3

Zeph Pov

I'm already sweating and panting as I put down the fourth flower vase that I brought up here in the rooftop garden. The vase is big and was made of clay, so it's very heavy. My muscles were shaking and my tongue was almost hanging out from exhaustion while Hillary was laughing at me as they looked at me in as I carry that huge vase from the faculty room up to the rooftop garden. The world I live in is unfair. I am the victim but I am the one who has been punished heavily. And that's because I am just a lowly omega.

I couldn't control myself and sobbed loudly while sitting on the floor. This world is cruel to me. And what's worse is that I can't even defend myself against those who bully me. For the first time in my life, I blamed my parents for why I was born an omega. Why didn't I just become the child of a gamma or maybe a neutral werewolf like Hillary and Duffy's friends? Hillary is the daughter of a Beta while Duffy is the daughter of a gamma so they think highly of themselves. Whereas I, the daughter of an omega, seem to have no right to complain in this world. Why didn't my parents just kill me when I was still in my mother's womb so that I wouldn't experience the oppression they were doing to me? Yes, I am brave but my bravery still can't help me with anything because of my lowly status as an omega who was born to be a servant.

"Father! Mother! Why did you let me live if you were just going to let me grow up alone and be bullied by others in this world? Why didn't you just take me with you in the afterlife?" I cried so loud thinking that I was the only one on the rooftop. So I was surprised when suddenly someone spoke behind me.

"If you want to follow them in the afterlife then just jump down from here on the rooftop. I'm sure you'll be able to meet them in just a few minutes," a man's voice spoke to me from behind me. I stopped crying for a moment and unintentionally bit my lower lip. With the loudness of my voice, he must have heard what I said earlier.

"Are you advising me to commit suicide?" I asked him while wiping my tears away and keeping my back to him. I don't want to look at him because I don't want to see the look on his face while silently laughs at me.

"No. I'm just giving you a solution so that you can be with your parents just like you want," he answered quickly. I slightly turned to him but instead of his face, a white handkerchief met my eyes. "Use this to wipe your tears so that the plants won't die suddenly once your tears fell on them."

For a moment, I think that this man behind me offered me a handkerchief was not like other werewolves. Although he has a sharp tongue, he seems to have a good heart.

"I am giving you this handkerchief to wipe your tears because a woman crying in front of me is like an eyesore to me," said the man in a low voice. I reluctantly accepted his handkerchief and dried my tears with it. I have a runny nose so I used his handkerchief to blow and wipe my nose. I can't use my white uniform to wipe my nose for my cold because it will get dirty so I'm grateful that he offered me his handkerchief. "Thank you for your handkerchief. After I wash it, I will return this to you immediately."

"You don't have to give me back the handkerchief that you have already used to blow your nose. It's already yours or if you want, you can just throw it away," he talk to me rudely. I thought he was nice but it seems I am mistaken about him. 

This man is weird. As soon as I touched his handkerchief, he suddenly gets mad at me. He shouldn't have offered me his handkerchief if he didn't want me to blow or wipe my nose using his handkerchief. And of course, I will wash his handkerchief first before returning it to him. I won't return it if I haven't washed it and made sure that it is very clean. 

"I'm will wash this and then I'll give it back to you whether you like it or not," I insisted and pretended that I didn't hear what he said.

"I said that you don't need to give it back to me," he said with a hint of annoyance in his. I guess he's not used to someone not following what he wants, especially arguing with him. I decided to turn around and look at the guy who gave me a handkerchief.

"I'll just return this handkerchief of yours now if you don't want me to wash it-" I suddenly stopped talking when the man I was talking to was no longer behind me when I turned around. I got up from sitting on the floor and sat on the bench on the rooftop. I continue crying but this time I just cried silently. I couldn't help but think of the guy. He is annoying. He just goes without accepting my gratitude towards him. 

After crying silently for a few minutes I decided to stand up and finish what Ma'am Diosdada was asking me to do. But my eyes widened when I discovered that I don't need to bring the remaining flower vase into the rooftop garden because it was already in there. I guess the man who gave me the handkerchief was the man who did it. But he moved very quickly and quietly because I didn't feel any movement on the rooftop. Or maybe it's because I'm an omega that I also feel weak? Whoever that man is I am secretly grateful for what he did. Now I can go home and face Sir Keiver's anger towards me.

I was about to walk to the stairs when suddenly a strong wind blew the handkerchief away and it landed on the edge of the rooftop. And because I was determined to get the handkerchief back to that man after I washed it so I chased after it. I carefully reached for the handkerchief. I was just about to touch the handkerchief when the wind suddenly blew it away again and landed a little below the rooftop. The handkerchief hangs from a steel bar that protrudes slightly. Even though it was scary, I still tried to reach for the handkerchief. It's not mine so I have to get it so I can return it to the owner. I bent slightly to reach the handkerchief. And when I was about to reach it, it was blown away again by a strong wind. I didn't expect what happened so I was suddenly off balance. My eyes widened as I suddenly thought I was going to fall off the building. But before I could completely fall, two strong arms stopped me so that I wouldn't fall. I couldn't even look at who saved me because my eyes immediately darkened with a mixture of exhaustion and fear.