Ezekihel's Point Of View
'Stupid, irritating, idiot. How could he be so fucking care free? Ignorance is not always bliss... dumbass...'
"Ezekihel... you really didn't act rational in there at all. Should we talk about it? You seem to want someone to kill you... why?" Meyhymn asked.
He had taken me back to his room and chained me to his bed.
'New cushy life, he said... but I'm still a fucking prisoner.... how is this any different? Stupid, dumbass, idiot...'
He had gotten too comfortable with his luxurious life, I wanted to see him crumble with despair. Say whatever you want, but his high horse was too high if you asked me. He was still educated in the art of seduction like the rest of us, he just got to choose his firsts. The rest of us didn't have a choice.
"Ezekihel...?"
"What?! I don't want to talk about it. Nothing makes sense anymore... he's lived too good of a life and has forgotten where he came from. My fears are not so easily forgotten..." I replied.
I could feel the tears threatening to spill over any moment. I was absolutely terrified, and it felt ridiculous that I was the only one feeling this way. Danhiel didn't offer a bad lifestyle, but it wasn't perfect either. Even still, it was better than my life in the facility. How could life with this singular Alpha be better? He didn't even listen to me, or defend me. He wouldn't even take my side with anything. He was useless when it counted and I was beginning to feel exceptionally alone.
"What is it that you are so afraid of? I'm not saying I'd go on a killing spree, I won't even keep you here if you want to be set free, but I will help you live the life that you want to. I'll give you a new identity move you to your own place in another city. If you want to sell yourself that's fine too, Maihzdin has the highest paid Omegas. Just tell me what you want, E..." Meyhymn said.
It was comical, he actually seemed to care. He seemed to genuinely want to do anything for me that I wanted. The problem was I had no way of knowing what I should do. All my life someone had made every decision for me, so it was unreasonable to assume I'd know anything about living on my own.
"I can't actually read Meyhymn. I know a few words, and my numbers but I can't read. Unlike Daize Omega Zine, we are ripped from our mothers before we even know what mothers are. I don't even remember her face. I didn't have a nurturing upbringing like Tristan. We were sectioned off by weakest to strongest omegas. All we were taught from age 10 to 16 was pain, servitude, and sexual pleasure. So I have no idea how to live for myself. I don't even know what it means to live in this world. I wouldn't even know where to start. That sounds more terrifying than going back to the facility. At least I know what awaits me there!" I yelled, the tears finally falling.
"What would happen if you were taken back to Kai right now?" He asked.
"Haah... it depends on how they marked me. If I was presumed dead, they'd confine me for 4 days. Ask me questions, and I'd probably be chained to the director's bed for those 4 days. If I'm deemed a Runaway, they'd confine me for 2 months. One week I would service the director, the next Danhiel, the 3rd week would be a person of Danhiel's choosing.... but the last 5 weeks.... I would be subjected to the Disciplining Penance Suite. Where the Alphas of the facility can have their way with me day and night. They can bring a friend, use drugs, weapons, etc. It's an 'Anything Goes' kind of room..." I replied with a shudder.
"Why didn't you just say that? Those guys aren't heartless, y'know..."
"You think that blissful idiot would understand? What hardships has he even faced!?" I sobbed angrily.
"You may not see it as suffering, but Tristan has been through a lot too you know. I've seen the files, and those files probably only tell half the story. They beat him regularly, subjected him to numerous daily tests. He would need to ejaculate liters each week, he was sexually abused before his heats had even started. They used his sperm to impregnate an Omega and now he has a child he knew nothing about. They killed his mother and let her die in his arms to teach him a lesson. He's known pain and hardship Ezekihel... just because it's not the same pain as yours, it doesn't mean he suffered any less than you did..." Meyhymn said, scooping me up and sitting down on his bed with me in his lap.
I couldn't believe my ears. None of that made sense. They said he remained pure his entire life in the facility. Not to mention he was the Golden Goose of Delgaide... Why would they treat him harshly when then needed him so badly? How could they allow that to happen? And why kill the Omega who birthed him? By all accounts, she should have been treated like royalty. They should have secured her wellbeing above all others. I could do nothing but stare at him in open shock.
"It seems you didn't know... Hm... like I said he's has a tough life. From what I know, after they killed his mother he escaped with his siblings. He was afraid of having to give birth to children from men he didn't know, not only that but the success rate for male Omega pregnancies are extremely low..." Meyhymn sighed.
"But why would they treat him so harshly when they needed him?" I asked, confused.
"Honestly from what the guys say, Tristan didn't know the full truth of his DNA he just assumed he was a specially crafted Omega, much like his siblings. I'm told the director told him the truth when he found Tristan working at a club. The way he delivered the message was "detestable beyond words" and it sent Ferdinand over the edge. He tortured and killed that man for the suffering he wrought upon Tristan..." Meyhymn replied.
"Great... now I feel like an asshole... I'd like to apologize to him when I can... I had no idea. I don't think Kai knows either. Hell I don't think anyone knows. There is a process to follow for any Omegas born with the infallible genome. Their mothers are placed on a much higher pedestal for one thing, and the perfect Omega is given an education and comfortable lifestyle... no wonder he ran away, he wasn't treated accordingly... haaah... what idiots...." I groaned.
I just couldn't believe it, he was taught to service an Alpha before his heat activated. He wasn't told why he was being treated differently, he wasn't given a better life after the test results revealed his genetic makeup. Everything was just wrong. I was feeling more and more like the idiot.
He had cried when I told him he lived a good life. At the time I didn't quite understand why, but it all made sense now. He really had had a shitty life like he said. I had no right to berate him like I did, he was probably more hurt over it than he let on...
"Will you let me take care of you, and provide for you? I'll try not to make you upset, and I'll try to give you space when you need it. I can't guarantee I can fuck you every night, but I can help you ejaculate every night. If you want to leave, I won't stop you. I will say however, I might go with you. You'll worry me sick otherwise..." Meyhymn said.
His eyes were glowing fiercely. I felt like he was compelling me to say yes, as if my next breath should be given to me by this man. I had never relied on someone in my life, and now that I was being told to, it felt more terrifying than any punishment the facility could dish out to me.
I swallowed dryly looking into his bright blue eyes. I just couldn't understand why he cared so much. It felt unnatural, it felt weird and foreign to me. He didn't want anything from me, he just wanted to provide what he could for me.
"Why? Why do you care so much? Why me? Won't you just find another helpless Omega and drag it home too?" I asked.
He chuckled and wiped my tears, giving me a helpless smile. It was adorable. It was unfair. He was playing dirty, I already felt like shit. Now here he was laying on his cuteness heavily.
"I'm not asking you to be my mate, you skittish kitty. I'm just asking you to let me take care of you. And if I do bring home another skittish kitty, you just be sure to teach it how to pleasure you if I have to work longer hours, okay?" He replied chuckling.
I could only stare in complete shock. He was totally serious, and I was completely speechless. I couldn't deny my jealousy at the fact that he didn't just say "I'd never bring home another kitten." But I also couldn't get upset, because he had basically implied that he'd bring one home to keep me company, and not for his sexual gratification...
'Seriously... This guy is so fucking embarrassing... What do I do...?'