"aHH…ouch", Allis gasped at the stinging sensation as he applied the cotton ball soaked with brown antiseptic liquid to his forehead and temples over the bleeding cuts. With every burning sensation a tear would trickle down his soft cheeks.
"Why the fuck is this happening to me?", he mumbled in a low voice, "Why me of all people?!", he sobbed as he stared at his reflection in the old smudgy mirror. He was still wearing the short black skirt that barely covered his ass and the black top that left most of his chest exposed, from the maid's costume the client had forced him to dress into. Some of the clothing had become torn in certain places after Dorothy beat the hell out of him. There were more cuts and grazes around his knees and arms. He looked so pathetic, he thought, so indecent.
"Hey!! You done?!", Sasha's hoarse voice echoed against the metallic bathroom door as he yelled from outside, "I need to take a piss, open the door!".
Allis sighed and went back to disinfecting the scratches and grazes that stood out on his white porcelain skin. If he goes back to Wayne's apartment with these bruises, he will definitely get caught this time. How much longer is going to hide from Wayne that he had retired back into his dark past, from where the alpha had escaped him from.
/Bang Bang/, Sasha slammed on the bathroom door from the other side, "Open up you bitch! I can't hold it anymore!", he yelled again. Allis unlocked the door and the beta rushed inside, undoing his jeans zipper. He stood in front of the commode that was a few feet from the basin where Allis was standing.
As he relieved himself he tolerated the omega sniffling and gasping every now and then. He rolled his eyes, "Why d'ya cause her trouble when you know you'll just get thrashed later?", he zipped up his pants, "And end up crying like a little bitch!", he taunted.
Allis didn't reply, just kept on wailing.
"What is it? D'ya like getting hurt? Is that like your kink these days?", he joked referring to him getting beaten up twice in a row this week.
Allis glared at his comment, "I'm not doing it on purpose alright! Believe me I'm trying!", he sobbed, "I'm not throwing tantrums, I really can't do it….anymore. I really can't…", his voice faded into the cries.
"Don't ya hear yourself? How stupid you sound? You're prostitute for fuck's sake. You've slept with thousands of alphas and now suddenly you're putting up this act? Obviously Dorothy wouldn't fall for it", he replied, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from his pockets.
"I'm not putting up an act!! I really couldn't sleep with those men!!", Allis yelled at him, "Their pheromones…felt like acid on my skin…like they were choking me to death. I was trying alright?! I was really trying but they were killing me….trust me!! Please!!", he cried, desperately, falling to his knees.
"What? What the fuck does that mean?", Sasha gave him a puzzled look, unphased by the agony in the omega's eyes.
Allis turned away his gaze, stared at the floor. "If I tell you, would you tell Dorothy?", he asked, timidly.
"What do you think we're friends now?" Sasha laughed loudly. "Or I look like some gossipmonger?", he said, lighting up his cigarette.
Sasha had been nice enough bringing him home, as murky as it looked, to clean his wounds. Maybe he wasn't as bad of a person as Dorothy. He'd probably help him convince Dorothy. Even if it's just out of pity, he'd probably try to help him. After all, he had never hurt Allis or tried to take advantage of him.
"You remember that client from that hotel? From last week?", Allis asked, wiping his tears.
"The one that got you sick?" Sasha released a puff of smoke into the air, "Never got to see his face. Some beta handed me the cash and told me you were in the hospital down the street", he said.
Allis just nodded. "I might be his fated mate", the omega said under his breath.
Sasha just looked at him puzzled. A grin appeared on his face, "What like in the movies?", he mocked, "Are those things even real?!".
"I don't know. I just know ever since I met him, my body's been weird", Allis explained, sinking his hands into his silky raven hair, "My skin…it burns when I smell any alpha's pheromones. Like I'll die if I keep inhaling them. Even the sight of those alpha scares me!!, tears flooded his eyes again, "Please help me!!"
The beta just looked at him as if the boy in front of him was crazy. He couldn't believe a word he was being told. Has he gone crazy? Well, who wouldn't? The boy had tolerated years of pure torture. Of course he's all crazy inside, Sasha thought.
"Well, I guess then you're fucked", Sasha chuckled, "Dorothy wouldn't care for it. All she cares about is if she's getting the money or not", he released another puff of smoke into the air.
"C-can't you talk to her? I'd do it with betas, that would do right?", the omega pleaded.
Sasha laughed hysterically at his suggestion. How stupid would Dorothy be to use someone like Allis for worthless betas like him, who'd never be able to pay even a fraction of the omega's price. It was the rich upper class alphas who could afford luxuries like him and his pheromones to entertain themselves.
"You're only worth a damn because those rich alphas want you in their bed. You do nothing for betas like me. They'd just find your smell nauseating", he looked down at the omega, "And Dorothy wouldn't listen to me. I'm just a guy she pays to do her dirty work and keep an eye on her omegas. I can't do anything for you", he replied, coldly.
"Then what do I do?", Allis asked, looking helpless.
"I guess you could try to run away again. Try to hide from her for as long as you can. But eventually she'd find you", he sat on his knees, "It's your fault for being so pretty. You're worth millions baby", Sasha said, caressing omegas cheeks.
Allis released a painful sigh. Like always he's on his own again. No matter how much he begs, no one would help him. Unless...unless Wayne could help him. Should he just tell him the truth? He'd never say no to him. He was the only one who'd understand. That's the kind of guy he was. The kindest alpha he had ever met.
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Allis drew the apartment key from his pockets that Wayne had handed to him. He was too generous sometimes. Allis was allowed to use all the amenities around the apartment. He never once questioned him about it.
He unlocked the door and stepped inside. As soon as he placed his backpack on the couch, he heard a noise. Someone was inside Wayne's bedroom. "Hello?", he yelled, wondering who it could be. Wayne was supposed to be in the hospital, how come he's back so early, Allis wondered.
A boy walked into the living room. Allis recognised him instantly, even though they'd met only once before, it was Wayne's boyfriend, Luke. He was holding a bunch of clothes in hand. "What?", he asked, looking irritated.
"Uh..nothing. I didn't know you were here", Allis explained.
"It's my boyfriend's place. I can be here whenever I want", Luke said, going back inside the bedroom.
The comment made Allis a little uncomfortable. Although Luke had made it very clear from the first time they met that he wasn't fond of him, it was still surprising. It was the first time he was alone with Wayne's boyfriend in his apartment. It was somewhat scary.
After a couple minutes the beta stepped outside with a bag and made his way to the kitchen. Allis had decided to make himself useful and fold the laundry. Luke would occasionally glance his way, while he packed the lunch.
"Is that for Wayne?" Allis asked, pointing to the bag as he tried initiating a conversation.
Luke didn't say anything in reply, just stared at the omega. Allis fell silent. Did he do something wrong, he wondered.
"When would you be leaving?", Luke asked. Allis wasn't expecting him to be so straight forward. He was taken aback for a few moments.
"Uhh, I'm trying to make it as soon as possible but I'm not sure as of now", the omega replied.
"Ugh….how much trouble are you going to cause him?", he mumbled, but was loud enough to be heard.
"I'm just asking for a few more days", Allis explained, in his timid voice.
Luke frowned looking at him, "You think I don't understand your games?", he took a couple steps in the omega's direction, "I know you're trying to lure him, under that whole pretext of damsel in distress, asking him to rescue you everytime. It is not going to work, he wouldn't fall for it", he scolded.
Allis looked at him confused. Even though he really liked Wayne, he had never once put forth his emotions in any form. He had always known that he'd never be good enough for someone like him.
"Don't gimme that innocent face. I know what you did for a living", his voice turned bitter. Allis turned pale at the comment. The shame was too much for him to take.
"He might have hid all that from those friends of yours, but he tells me everything, how much trouble he went through to save you, how he paid off your loans, everything", he pointed his finger at Allis, "You've only caused him trouble. If you have ever truly felt grateful, just leave him alone now", he yelled.
Luke collected the bag and lunchbox. He opened the door and left, slamming it behind him.
Allis could only stand there, staring at the door. His eyes flooded with tears again.
He quickly reached for his backpack and opened the front zip. The cardboard color card was still there. He took it out and dialed the number written on it in bold black font.