Chapter 3

༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳༄꙳໑⛈༄꙳໑⛈༄

"WHAT?!" Nya screamed in anger and surprise. "What did you just say he called you?"

Jayden looked around nervously. He didn't want his Daddy to get in trouble with his Mommy.

"Um-"

"I have to go have a talk with him." Nya announced in a soft and breathy voice. She was trying to keep her cool by taking deep breaths and fidgeting with her hands, but it wasn't working. She couldn't be more furious right now! She couldn't believe how her husband had treated his own son, just because he asked to play a game with him.

Nya got up and marched out of the room, leaving Jayden in her room. Good, Jayden wouldn't be able to hear what was about to happen. Hopefully Raegan wouldn't be able to hear, either. She was still sleeping in her room.

Nya advanced to the living room, and took a baseball bat. She used to play baseball in high school and had stopped because she had bigger things to focus on, like college and a boyfriend. She went to her husband's room and tried to open the door - locked. The fact that Zayon locked the door after chasing out poor Jayden who went inside the room for a small favor made Nya's blood boil. She wondered how someone could be this cruel to their own son? Her anger was building up inside her, making her go from beauty to a beast.

"Zayon!!"

"What?"

"Zayon, open this door before I break it!" Nya put down her baseball bat and started pounding on the door like it was the thing she needed to survive.

"Just one more hour, I'm on the game, remember?"

It made Nya angry hearing his nonchalant voice on the other side of the door, like he didn't just traumatize his son. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥?

Normally, Nya would let Zayon get in a few more hours before she asked him to get off, but today was a different day. Today, Nya would break Zayon's controller before he even thinks of playing more hours.

"Zayon, don't make me break this door!!" Nya thundered. "Open it!"

"Oh my God. Don't be so angry all the time." Footsteps were heard walking to the door. The sound was getting louder and louder as the number of seconds to the door being opened became smaller and smaller. The door finally opened. A tall figure stood over Nya and looked down at her, annoyed. Nya wanted to just slap that annoyed look off of the figure's face, so she did.

𝘚𝘔𝘈𝘊𝘒!

Nya's pink handprint was visible on Zayon's pale face which made his eyes grow as big as balls that were about to explode. He looked at Nya is shock, who looked right back at Zayon with a slight devilish smile. Zayon felt shame poisoning his brain as he felt himself going from Alpha to Omega. The first tear could be seen trickling down his hot, freshly slapped cheek. He raised his hand up to comfort his cheek, and Nya blocked her face in an instant, in case Zayon might slap her. Nya could feel her heart pumping in her chest. Her mind was going wild with thought and questions.

𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘡𝘢𝘺𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦?

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦?

𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦...

𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨.

𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦?

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦?

𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘻𝘦?

𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮... 𝘖𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘥! 𝘖𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩! 𝘕𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦!

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶... 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘰𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘎𝘰𝘥.

𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰?!

"What the fuck, Nya." Zayon finally said. He got more angry and raised his tone to match his furious face. "Why the hell would you fucking slap me?"

Nya flinched when Zayon yelled, and she wanted to apologize so badly, but she just couldn't bring herself to lose her Alpha title just yet.

"That's the wrong question, you dumb bitch-"

"I don't think you know you THE FUCK you think you're talking to, but I'll tell you since women are stupid like that anyway." Zayon started to say.

"I know exactly who I'm talking to. The guy I just slapped."

"You're talking to the reason you're alive."

"I'm talking to a guy who has a small dick."

"Hey, Zayon? Are you there?" Asked the person Zayon was calling. "We have to steal from this bitch! She's loaded!"

"Excuse you- but you're talking to your only source of income." Zayon hissed.

Nya awkwardly paused. She was running out of titles. Zayon grinned. He knew that titles Nya could call him were running out.

"I'm talking to the ugliest fucker in the world." Nya said. "So ugly that if you search up ugly in a dictionary, your face will be on it."

Zayon cackled loudly. "Bitch, what? I've heard that damn dictionary comeback so much times, can't you ever be original?"

Nya's cheeks started to turn pink.

"And you're talking to the fucker who refused to shower with you because you're too lazy to wash your pussy twice a day."

The door slammed in Nya's face and her cheeks were red by the time Zayon finished his comeback. Why did he have to bring that back up? Why couldn't he understand how utterly embarrassed Nya was? Why didn't he try to reflect and realize that she could've cried because of how humiliated she felt? Nya wanted to hide her tomato-red face in her hands, but that would make Zayon like this even more, and that was the last thing she wanted. Because of this stupid argument they'd had, she hadn't even had the time to talk about the important thing!

Nya cleared her throat. "Said the man who traumatized his own son!" She yelled. The door opened back up, and Zayon was a foot away from Nya so no hand could reach his face.

"What?"

"You traumatized your own son!" Nya repeated.

"What? When did that happen? How did that happen?" Asked Zayon. Nya thought he was actually oblivious to this, and maybe Jayden was just overreacting and he exaggerated the story, but when she saw Zayon's little smile, she knew that he thought this was funny.

"Do you think this is a joke?" Nya yelled angrily. "You traumatized our son! You-"

"I don't know what your talking about." Zayon smiled softly, as if he was trying to stop himself from bursting out with laughter.

"Zayon, I slapped you, and I'll slap you again! Don't play around with me!"

"Calm down, you sound like a Rottweiler." Zayon said. He raised his hand up to Nya's face. She flinched backwards. Zayon grinned.

"Relax. I've never hurt you before, have I?" Zayon smiled.

𝘚𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘦. Nya thought.

"Um, no."

"So let me." Zayon said. He put a hand on Nya's chin and kissed her.

𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵... 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. Nya thought. She was certainly surprised by this change of events and began to feel so stupid for slapping Zayon right when she saw him. She felt bad for being rude to Zayon and wanted to apologize, but she wouldn't and couldn't bring herself to do it.

"Come in my room and I'll tell you the full story." Zayon offered.

"O-ok." Murmured Nya, accepting his offer. They walked hand-by-hand inside Zayon's room.

"So basically, what happened is that Jayden came in here and tapped on my shoulder," Zayon explained, "and he asked to play on my game."

"Uh-huh," Said Nya, showing Zayon that she was listening.

"I said, 'Sorry, this game's for grown-ups only.'" Zayon paused as if he were thinking of what more to say. "Then I said that he should finish his homework instead of asking me to play games."

"Yeah,"

"Then I called him 'my son' and he started to cry and run out of my room!" Zayon stated. "I was shocked when he did that."

"Oh my God, was Jayden lying?" Nya inquired aloud.

"Lying about what?" Zayon asked, returning the question.

"The full story." Nya responded. "He told me that he came in the room and tapped on your shoulder and asked to play the game with you. Then you yelled at him 'No,' and told him to get out immediately. Then he asked again, in a joking manner, 'Please can I play the game with sugar on top?'; then you yelled at him, saying that instead of asking to play games, he should educate his stupid ass with his homework, or get some pussy..."

Nya paused. She didn't like to narrate the story at all, and it was probably very uncomfortable for Jayden to say all this. Nya granted Jayden permission to say the profanity in Zayon's terrible speech, but it was still probably very discomforting for little Jayden to say this, even though he didn't know what some of the words meant.

Nya took a glance at Zayon's face. His eyebrows were raised a bit higher than they were before, one higher than the other. His mouth turned thin and his face even more pale. The nostrils of his nose opened up into two wide circles, collecting more air, needed for Zayon's panicked brain. Nya continued her story.

"Then he said that you called him a 'bitchy disgrace' and that the only reason why he's here is because your dick felt too good in my pussy to pull out." Nya scowled. Then, she raised her voice, sounding a lot more angry now. "He doesn't even know what that means yet!"

"Who said I said all those things to him?" Zayon snapped, quickly being defensive.

"I'm not done yet!" Nya yelled. "He said that you called him a dickhead as he left! Are you fucking insane?!"

"No, are YOU fucking insane?" Zayon asked, returning the question. "He's making all that shit up, it's so obvious! How could I say something like that to my own son?"

"Exactly, how could you?!" Nya shouted with furiousness in her voice. "There is no way he'd make something up about pussy and dick! He doesn't even know how he was born, or all the curse words you yelled at to him!"

"There is a way, you dumb fucker. He learned all this from his ratty classmates at school." Zayon hissed.

"And you're acting like it's normal to learn it in first grade?"

"Yes, because it is. That's where I learned it. I caught my teachers doing it on their shift." Zayon mumbled, wishing to forget the memories.

"Good. I hope you were really traumatized, you dickhead." Nya cursed.

"I hope Jayden was also really traumatized too. In fact, I hope I traumatize you all when I leave your asses for good. You'll practically revert back to being a virgin with how little dick you'll be getting when I'm not there. Hell, I barely even give you any cause you're never good enough! You're overweight, you're annoying, you always wanna fight, you're stinky as a BITCH-"

Suddenly, there was another 𝘚𝘔𝘈𝘊𝘒! at the same time a bright pink handprint appeared on Zayon's other cheek.