The Omegas Stand
So much to say.
"Chloe, I'm sorry," I call out trying to at least get a backwards glance from her, but she keeps right on marching.
As if she is eager to get away from me.
My head falls into my hands for only a moment, before anger mixed with betrayal explodes from me. I immediately begin punching and kicking the wall.
"FUCK. FUCK. SHIT. WHY. WHY DID I FUCKING TRUST HER," I scream as angry tears fall from my eyes.
I know the other Omegas who live on this hall can hear me, just like they can hear all my family drama, but I kept spilling my guts over and over again. Only when my knuckles are completely destroyed do I stop and sink to the ground.
Bab Populer