Chapter Seventeen

ERWIN

"I miss Leo…" I whine as I roll on the bench.

"Erwin, are you in love with him?" John narrows his eyes as he asks firmly.

"No, I just like when he kisses me, hugs me, fuck_" I bluntly start but John intervenes me.

"Shut up." He says, disappointed, "If it's not love then what is it?"

"Is it sex?" I answer with a question, unsure of myself. 

John heaves a sigh in defeat, "Anyway, like to grab lunch?" He is deliberately changing the subject so I let him because I don't want to think about that too.

"Let's go!" I state enthusiastically, "I am paying!"

"Wait, who is paying?" John halts in his way to stand up as he hears my declaration, his brows knitted.

"Me." I blink.

"How?" he counters?

"By this." I hold up the credit card Leo gave me earlier.

"Where did you get this?" His frown deepens as he stares at me like I have stolen it from somewhere. Well I didn't.

"What?" I snap, "Why are you staring at me like that? Leo gave it to me."

"He gave it to you?" John's twitches further in disbelief.

"He gave it to me!" I repeat myself.

"He is like a sugar daddy." John comments as he at last straightens up on his feet from the weird pose.

"Right?" I jump up from the bench, "I love his money!"

John casts me a dejected glance before moving toward the canteen, I quickly catch up to him. "So how is Steve?" I ask randomly.

"Oh he is doing just fine, but father…" He trails off in the middle of his statement as gloom crosses his eyes.

Oh shit.

"Well, is Steve still having problems communicating with you?" I quickly turn his attention to his father. "I mean are you two getting along?"

"Of course we are." His mood somewhat lightens up, "He is so cute and small you know."

"I have barely visited him a couple of months ago, how do you expect to still remember him?" I retort. "Should I come over to see him next time?"

"Are you asking me?" he raises a brow.

"Nope, I am telling you so that you can prepare a grand meal for me." I grin broadly, "Oh other than that, what do you plan to do with his school? I mean all children needs to go to school right?"

This question seems to get John ponder over it. He puts a finger on his chin and with a deep frown he starts to ponder over it. "What do you think I should do about this?" He asks for a suggestion.

"Hmm…" I think for a beat before saying, "Why don't you try for an all omega school?" I suggest.

"Erwin." He looks a t me blankly.

"What?" I blink.

"Are you an idiot?"

"No?"

"Then why are you suggesting this kind of thing?" He heaves a dry breath, "There is no such thing as an 'All omega' elementary school in our country. In fact, there is no such person who manifested as an omega in that age." He grimaces.

"Sorry." I stick my tongue out a little as I rub the back of my head, "But I think there should be. Anyway, so what now?"

John sighs, "He is so small and staying at the church with other kids made him so traumatized that he shudders even at the sight of someone bigger than him. How am I supposed to leave him alone?" Worry takes over his expression. 

"Don't worry he will soon find a place suitable for him." I rub his back as I assure him.

He gives me a small smile and I smile back.

John belongs to a household that has a very strict father. When John opposed him and took Steve in two years ago, his father flew into a rage and refused to fund for his school anymore. Then he moved overseas but it doesn't mean they have severed all their ties. His father still keeps his eyes on him and if he does anything out of the line then there is hell waiting for him. No, his father doesn't abuse him physically but the mental pressure he puts him through is far more painful than physical abuse.

John is one of the few kindest persons I have ever met. We went to the same high school. He was our class monitor and later the president of the student council. We didn't get along at first but something happened in the third year of our high school and we became close. That closeness grew more and more intense and we became best friends.

After graduation I got a scholarship to this school and came here. I didn't know that he was coming here too. When we accidentally bumped into each other here we were beyond happy. After a few weeks he made me move in with him since he insisted on staying alone, separated from that father of his. But there were still some conditions for that. No matter what he did he always had to score good grades or straight back home. What a nuisance.

But the funny fact is his father never knew that he moved out of the apartment he rented for him and started to room with an alpha friend of his. Only heaven knows what might have happened if he found out about our secrets. Oh there is another thing he doesn't know about him and that is his son is a top tier computer genius, who has connections with people bottom to top, dark to light.

Sometimes, I feel bad for that geezer for not being able to see the extraordinary side of his son and there is nobody for him to blame for that except himself. What a pity.

We sit down shoulder to shoulder at a corner of the cafeteria as we put down our tray on the table.

"Oh my, oh my who am I seeing before my eyes!" A female voice, latched drama approaches us, I grimace as it does, "It sure is a wonderful sight right, Erwin?" Lucy comes up to us with that so-called girls' group of her.

I don't know exactly what gotten into me when I fucked her. John even warned me. 

"So may I know what great deed I have done to have you at my grace?" I force a smile.

"Oh don't be like this Erwin," Lucy wraps her hands around my neck, "we used to be so~ close right?"

Oh she is making me sick.

John clears his throat, "Please mind your manners, people are watching."

Yes indeed they are. Everyone present in the cafeteria is looking over at our direction with amusement glittering in their eyes. Like this is a stage and the drama is just about to begin. Well they are not entirely wrong though.

"So, what made you approach me after all this time?" I get straight to the point, "I thought we had already parted our ways."

"Oh you are so cruel, Erwin." She whines as she slips into a chair beside me, "or is it because of your husband?" Her tone completely changes at the last phase.

Guess so.

Well, this is not a secret that I have married Leo. But not many people know about that, so I was still leading a normal life. But last night's party was precisely prepared for the world to see me, so it is quite logical that this has spread among the whole college like a wildfire already. This is why there are whispers surrounding me no matter wherever I go.

"Oh your wedding ring is quite pretty too!" She suddenly leans forward to my hand, "Must be very expensive." She comments as she straightens up. "Seems like you have gotten yourself a sugar daddy."

"Are you done?" I ask with forced calm, "If so, I am going." I get on my feet followed by John.

"Hey, hey," She follows me too, stopping me from walking away, "why in such a hurry? I just wanted to ask you if your husband knows about me and the other girls you have slept with. And other than that…" She pauses then raises her voice slightly so that everyone can hear her clearly, "How does it feel to sleep with a fellow male? Never thought you would go to such length for money. So, is he good in bed?"

Now you have done it. 

I smirk slightly before answering, my voice is not loud but it is clear, "At least ten-times better than you." I comment, "Your pussy is so worn out that it can't even tighten around me. Let's not mention your pheromones that you fake by using some kind of perfume" 

Her face darkens like the bottom of a pot. Her lips quiver but nothing comes out.

"So, know your place." I warn sweetly, my sweetness latched with deadly poison. Everyone in the room shudders, even John shivers a little.

John and I grab our bags and exit the cafeteria.

"So, we didn't get to eat even a bite…" John starts to lighten up my mood.

But my gaze instantly sharpens and blood starts to rush through my veins as my eyes fall upon a middle aged man, leaning against an expensive, waving at me with a soft smile on his face.

Jean Snow.