HORRIFIED
Liam felt so awful, cried so bitterly, he couldn't believe his eyes, his father threw him out of the mansion without a second thought.
Was this how the world was to him? Liam wiped his tears off his face and called his boyfriend to come to pick him up close to the mansion and hung up. He got up and walked away from the mansion. He halted and looked up at the mansion once more, at the place he grew up in and tears continued to pour down his face. He took a few steps with no clue on where to go and Mike was his only option and sometimes wonder, if he is his fated mate, if he was, won't they be some sort of spark and strings. He decided to stick around and wait for Mike.
For an hour, Liam cried so bitterly and remembered the pain and suffering he went through and sometimes, he asks himself if they were his real parents and not an outsider.
Liam was twenty years old, a beautiful man with attractive features, green eyes, more than five feet tall, green hair, red lips, his skin was so smooth and flawless, like that of a newborn baby. His hands were so soft like he had never touched or worked anything in his entire life. He was a beautiful man, that everyone adored so much and wished he was their child. But, if they only knew who his identity was, would they still treat and respect him the way they are supposed to treat him or will they disdain him? He had always hidden from others in the mansion or even outside, most of the time, because of his scent and he didn't want anyone to know he was an Omega or his parents will skin him alive and he also didn't want to displease his father, so he did it and obeyed all their instructions.
Even though he was the firstborn in the family, his parents respected Damon more than him and disapproved of anything he also requested from them. His father says that he doesn't have time for that and the next time, he goes out. He will get it from him, which was always a lie and Liam pretended like he didn't notice what he just did.
It has always been that way, why he was growing up, his parents, his younger brother treated him like trash, he grew up in a home with no love and affection, but with hatred, and always pointing fingers at him
Most times, he wasn't even allowed to eat in the same place with them, his parents were always disgusted and never even cared if he was sick or if anything was happening to him. He bet, if he should die today, his parents will rejoice, and not even shed a single tear from their face and at least, he will give them peace and be away from them. And it was time he took charge of his own life.
But, the question was how was he going to do that? Well, he had Mike beside him, who loves him and will support him in everything he does.
While he was standing with his bags, he saw a black car driving towards him, the lights shone brightly on his face as he came closer and stopped in front of him, opened the door and came out of the car and there was Mike. Who ran towards him and hugged him so tightly and Liam tightly hugged him, held back his tears and smiled. They both stayed like that for a while, when Mike pulled away from him and held his face with both of his hands.
"Are you okay, my love?' He stared at him with worry and concern.
Liam nodded and smiled. "I'm okay, babe.' He answered.
"Are you sure,' he insisted and Liam nodded again and Mike got closer to his face and kissed him on his soft lips Liam also kissed him back and pulled away from him and turned his face away as he blushed.
Mike laughed. "Are you still shy, we've been together for months, love. You don't need to be shy.' He teased me.
"I'm not shy. It's because we are outside and not in a private place,' he said and looked down at his feet. Mike continued laughing and then, he noticed the look on Liam's face and saw some bags, shoes around him. At that moment, he didn't need to ask what happened to him.
Of course, he knew what happened and carried the bags to the back of his car and opened the booth, putting all the bags in there and closing the booth. He then guided Liam to the front of the car, each of them not saying a word to each other. When Liam got into the car, he also went in and drove in silence. There was no need to say anything, he knew what happened.
As soon as Mike got to his home, he told Liam to get inside and that he was going to help him to bring his bags and he did.
Mike also gave a room to Liam to sleep in and Liam just went and lay down on the bed, mentally drained and weary, he couldn't stop thinking of what happened today.
Mike just sighed and didn't want to disturb Liam any further, it was better they talk in the morning or so he thought.
"I know, this place isn't exactly luxurious or something like your mansion, but can you manage it,'' Mike said as he touched his shoulder and Liam simply nodded. "Will you like to eat something,' he asked concernedly and Liam shook his head at the idea and said he was fine.
Mike agreed. He got up and left the room while closing the door. Liam wept himself to sleep and cleaned his tears with his hand and fell asleep.
Six hours later, Liam got up from the bed, his throat was dry and he wanted some water, he opened the door and came out of the room, he wanted to meet Mike and then, he glanced at the lights, that were on in the sitting room and wondered on why he was awake by this time of the night, he strolled towards the place and what he saw, left him in horror.
Mike was slamming his brother's asshole on the couch, barely naked and were both kissing him at the same time and moaning between themselves. Liam couldn't take it anymore and scream at the top of his lungs.