Chapter 32

DARYL'S POINT OF VIEW:

"Once you graduate, marry the person I chose for you so break up with your boyfriend. Don't say no." I gritted my teeth as I listened to my father's demand. He's been talking about marriage for the past few days. It's still too early for that, yet he's already pushing it. Is it because I'm an omega? Hah...

I shot my eyes up and looked straight into his eyes. "I'm not a kid anymore, Dad. I can decide for myself. I'll get married with the person I love and not with someone whom I don't even know," I said firmly. He has to understand this, or else the fight that we had last time will be pointless. I will keep insisting until he allows me to decide for myself. I'm not some kind of marionette.

Ever since the day I was born, everything I do has been decided by my father. The same thing goes with my older brother and my cousin, Tristan. I actually feel proud of Tristan because he managed to get away from his father's hands. But I...

"Daryl Chen!" I flinched as he yelled. I clenched my hands into fists and lowered my head a bit. I'm angry and scared at the same time because I know that no matter how angry I get, the only thing I could ever do is curse him on my mind.

"I'm leaving," I said and immediately headed to the door as he called my name countless times.

I will never do as you please. I'm so sick and tired of this. I'm not going back to that damned house ever again.

I went inside my car and drove to my boyfriend's house. I want to see him. I want to feel his warmth.

He's the only person who can give me so much comfort. Whenever I'm with him, I feel like all my problems disappear. My heart feels light and everything around me seems to brighten up, and he makes me feel like the world is a happy place to live in.

He's one of the reasons why I can handle my emotions because he's always there for me.

I love him so much.

When I arrived in front of his house, I immediately went inside and searched for him. I could smell his pheromones from here. But why is it so strong? Is he in a rut?

If he is, then he probably needs me right now. I have to be there for him. I'll prepare my excuse letter later if ever I won't be able to go to the university tomorrow.

I headed to his room and before I went in, I took a few deep breaths. "Andre?" I whispered his name softly as I slowly opened the door.

I felt a sense of excitement, anticipating what's to come.

I never thought that my day could get any worse until I saw him.

My jaw fell open and my knees felt weak as I saw him on the bed... with a naked woman.

I fell on the floor and my tears began falling as I watched him putting his penis inside that woman.

He looked up as he moaned, probably feeling good from putting his fucking dick inside that woman.

"Hah... haha..." I laughed as I felt my chest tighten. My eyes were trembling as I watched them and the longer that I watched, the more painful it got.

Andre turned to my direction and his face paled when he saw me sitting on the floor while watching him have sex with someone else. "D-Daryl..." He took his thing out and walked towards me, butt naked. I moved backward every time he took a step closer to me.

The person who was supposed to be my comfort and peace was the one who destroyed me instead...

"Don't come near me, you disgusting bastard!" I yelled, not minding how my voice cracked in the middle.

How could he dare walk towards me while still hard? Is he still excited from putting it inside that woman?

"Daryl, let me explain. I didn't mean for this to happen. I-I'm not cheating on you. This is a mist—" I laughed which cut him off. I tried my best to stand up even with shaking legs and spoke. "What? Are you gonna say it was a mistake?" I scoffed. He fell quiet because of my words.

No matter how much I wanted to believe him that what he did wasn't intentional, I know that's very hard to believe.

"We're over, you shitbag." I walked out from that place and went back inside my car.

Can this day get any worse? Fuck my life. I did not even slap him. Shall I go back in and slap the shit out of him?

Nah, I'll just get my hand dirty. I don't even want to touch the likes of him. That fucking bastard.

I leaned my face against the steering wheel as I squeezed my eyes shut.

But... this really hurts.

It hurts so much...

I felt my tears falling from my eyes as my chest tightened from remembering what I just witnessed.

Haaa... I have to stop crying.

I lifted my head and wiped my tears with the back of my hand.

I started the engine and drove wherever my wheels took me. I just want to get away from there.

I don't know what this feeling is. I feel angry, disgusted, hurt, sad... I don't know.

I found myself sitting on a bench after I drove to a park. This place was far from our university and the condo.

The place was quiet and the chirping of birds and the blowing of winds are the only sounds that I can hear. Only a few people were here and most of them are probably about to leave too.

I watched them leave one by one, and also watched the other people who just arrived here.

This place is so... calming. My heart feels calm.

I lowered my head and stared at the grass for a long time until I realized that I was already crying.

I hate to admit it but...

"I really do love him," I whispered to myself and smiled bitterly. No matter how much I hate him now, I still can't change the fact that I love him still.