Second Class Citizen Novels & Stories

“I meant, you deserve BETTER than me. Not that you are not good enough for me. Obviously, you’re far too good for me….” “I disagree,” he interrupted, a relieved look on his face as he was obviously holding back laughter at his own misunderstanding. “Just because you’re a Third Class passenger and I’m a First Class passenger, that doesn’t make me any better than you. In a lot of ways, it makes me far worse.”

I should have done that in the first place. How dare he? How dare he laugh at me, make a mockery of me - in front of everyone!? But I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. This is the world we live in, after all. And since we were kids, those Kincaid wolves always looked down on me. Humans – second-class citizens – that’s all we are to them. Wolves just…take what they want. And Cole Kincaid? Apparently, he wants me. Well, fuck what Cole Kincaid wants because I’m out of here. No big, burly, lurking, hulking, bird-brained idiot Alpha mates for me – not today, not fucking ever.

“You are telling us…” “I am saying that crimes like that have no defence” Sebestian interjected. “If one of our people decide they don't like our laws, we stand united, they are not a A-Class or B-Class they are a criminal and shall be treated as such. How can we expect our people to trust that we are working in all of their best interests if we let one or two slip through the cracks?” he asked them all. “And this applies to your A-Class too?” Jace asked, his eyebrows in his hairline. “You are saying if it is one of your people, that they will be punished the same way a B-Class will?” he asked.

She wrapped herself up in a bathrobe and walked to the night stand. She fell into her thoughts. The Lu family did not have much and have already fallen even lower in their rankings. They were initially a top tiered second class family but now, they could only be considered middle tiered second class family while the Mu's on the other hand was a top tier fist class family. Normally, such families would pick their partners from other first class families or the hidden families If they were to marry for benefits and none would pick a family like hers. Besides, the Mu's were overly attentive to her and even though Mother Mu said it was because her mom was her best friend, she could sense that th

-------------------------------------------------------------- At the subway station, a dainty girl in a striped grey jumper squeezed past the commuters and hurriedly boarded the train. As expected, the carriage was bustling with a vast number of commuters travelling to the city and she struggled in locating an empty seat. The puerile and innocuous Janny was not used to the speedy and hectic life in City N. It was extremely distinct from the slow and peaceful life in City S! Janny ended up receiving a few pushes by the rushing passengers, before falling directly on a seat and bruising her bottom!

Then he broke free from the guards. He stared at me. "Lydia, have you forgotten how hard things were for us? "When we first started the company, we couldn't even pay for heating. We wrapped ourselves in one blanket just to stay warm. "We stayed together through everything. Have you forgotten?" I looked at that familiar face and felt only nausea. "You're living the good life now, aren't you? "You wear custom designer suits, take your little girlfriend in first class, and stay in executive suites. "Isn't that exactly what you wanted?"

Even Stewart went to the hospital to visit Lily, and who knows what terrible things he had said to her? Thinking about how I couldn't even protect the person I loved the most, my heart hurt even more. Finally, upon the third year at the helm of the family business, both their families collapsed. Not even their acquaintances, who had the closest ties with them, were willing to save them. Instead, they mocked and jeered at them endlessly. In fact, many of these people were the exact bunch of people who mocked me in the past. After both their families went bankrupt, Steward escaped overseas in the night, but I knew that his debtors would never let him go.

In fact, there was no other name in sight. The elderly couple at our residential complex gate were the same. The old man took his time helping his wife across the street; her name sat steadily in first place above his head, unchanged decade after decade. I stood frozen for a moment, suddenly dazed. So, this was what it felt like to be placed first. I turned my head to look at Lionel. He had his head down, replying to a message. Mom was in first place, Lindsay in second, and I was in third.

Chapter 9 The holidays have come and gone. I hired someone to refurbish my floors and they came out amazing. My condo felt like home now that I had put my finishing touches on it. I continued to be busy at work and preoccupied with the Bateman case. We would be going in front of the judge soon. Jason explained the worst case scenario to the Batemans. I couldn’t do it. I could not imagine any sane person giving this child back to the mother who neglected her, left her to fend for herself emotionally, physically, and socially at less than two years old. The photos in her file showed her being kept in absolute filth. She was malnourished and had a sadness in her eyes. It broke my heart.