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"Get out!" My mom yells, shoving me out of the house, throwing my stuff out the door after me.

"Never come back!"

Seems like I fucked up big time. I came out to my parents at dinner that I was gay, turns out being an omega was enough for them to have hatred towards me. My dad wanted a strong, straight alpha. It sucks I guess.

I get up with a deep sigh, grabbing my stuff and walked, my legs taking me wherever.

'Where to go, Where to go ' I say in my head, walking down the side walk, my dirty sneakers scuffling against the pavement. I remember a cabin my grandparents used to own near me in the forest. I guess I'll give it a try since I have no where else to go.

'Shit, I left my money at home!' I think to myself as I walk quicker. I notice the cabin in the distance, it's brown, shingled roof peaking out from behind the trees. Thank god, my legs and feet were beginning to feel sore, my speed faltering as I hear a howl. This early in the evening? I walk up to the door and see that it's pretty banged up. There's no holes anywhere yet but you could tell that it hasn't been visited in awhile.

As I walk in, It was much cleaner and nicer than I expected. Shutting the front door, locking it behind me, I walk into what I suppose is the living room. I throw my stuff down onto the ground, letting myself fall onto the old waxed wood floor with it.

My eyes flutter close as I fall asleep.