Love Me, My Omega!

10 years have passed since I found out that I was an omega. When I found out that I was an omega, a person of low standing in society, I was afraid. Afraid of being looked down upon, afraid of not having a bright future ahead of me, and... afraid of being impregnated by an alpha. Omegas usually get their heat cycles at the age of 17, but I'm already 22 years old and I still haven't experienced my first heat cycle yet.

When I turned 18 and still did not get my first heat cycle, my mom was so scared. She thought that there was something wrong with my body and that maybe I am sick.

We immediately went for a checkup and I was even examined for the second time to know if I really am an omega, and guess what? I am.

The doctor told me that they still haven't found a cure since my case is pretty rare, so I had no other choice but to put up with my condition.

I don't know what I should feel. Should I feel anxious? Happy? Relieved? Scared? I don't know.

I'm about to graduate in a few months, but no company is willing to take me as an intern. No one is willing to accept me just because I am an omega.

When I was 12, everything about me was average until I found out that I was an omega. My male classmates started growing taller really fast, while I stopped getting taller when I turned 18. I'm only 5'4 and male betas are even taller than me. I got prettier and even excelled at a lot of things which made me think that maybe I can still have a bright future ahead of me despite being an omega but I was wrong.

I'm not doing good right now. Both of my parents are getting older, and I'm still asking for their help to pay my bills. We are not a wealthy family, so being an omega is a disadvantage for an average person like me. I'm so mad at myself because I know I can't do anything because of my second gender.

If only being an omega does not hinder myself from getting good opportunities, everything would have been a lot easier.

"Hey, are you okay? You're spacing out again," Daryl said and looked at me with a worried expression.

I nodded and smiled at him. "I can help you find a company to work at if you want," he offered for the 5th time. "My answer will always be the same, Dar," I said and chuckled. "I'm just trying to help, you know," he said as he pouted. "I know, I know," I said and patted his head.

Daryl is an omega. A filthy rich, high class omega. We became friends because we have the same second genders, we're both omegas. I actually did not think that our friendship would last this long, but I'm really glad that it did.

"Just tell me if you need any help, hmm?" He said and smiled sweetly. "Don't smile like that. I'm getting jealous. You're way too pretty," I said and pinched his cheeks. He's so adorable.

"A lot of alphas are more attracted to you, Justin. You're the pretty one," he said and giggled. I just shook my head in disbelief and continued browsing through the internet, looking for a job.

"By the way, Jus, have you found a mate? It would be hard for you if don't have one, especially once your heat cycle suddenly comes up," Daryl said and took a sip from his coffee. "Not yet, and I'm not really interested in having one as of now.

Finding a company that accepts omegas is more important to me for now," I said and scrolled through his laptop as I browsed the internet.

"Tell me if you're interested. I can introduce you to a few alphas," he said and smiled. "Sure," I replied.

Given his social status, it's not a surprise that he knows a lot of alphas.

This is so annoying! Every single company available always says that they won't accept omega applicants because they can't cater to omegas once they have their heat.

Ugh, my head is aching because of this!

"Oh no, Justin, I have to go. My dad wants to see me. Just leave the laptop in my room later," he said and left in a hurry without even waiting for my reply.

"Okay," I whispered to myself as I watched him leave the cafe.

I forgot to mention that Daryl and I are roommates. I'm currently staying at his condo since I don't have anywhere to go and my parents' house is kind of far from here. He was kind enough to offer me a house to stay in, in exchange for paying xxx dollars per month. It's really cheap.

I kept scrolling and searching for two damn hours, yet I still wasn't able to find a company that accepts omegas. I stood up and packed my things.

This won't do.

I left the cafe and decided to just go home. My head hurts so much. I think it might be a fever.

I sighed and bit my lower lip.

I'm a disappointment. I'm born as an omega and can't even find a damn company to do my internship. Of course, it's a different story if I'm rich. This is great. Just great!

I was spacing out a lot that I didn't notice that someone was in front of me. I bumped into him and he said sorry before he continued walking.

"Where in the world can I apply for an internship..." I whispered to myself.

I stopped walking and looked at the job posters pasted on the walls by the sidewalk, and I could only smile in disbelief.

"These are obviously scams," I whispered to myself and took the posters off so that there won't be a lot of victims.

I'm definitely not naive and stupid, but even if I was, how could they specify in the qualifications for hiring that the applicant should be an omega, when clearly, nobody wants to have an omega to work under them unless it's shady business.

What a sham.

I crumpled the posters and threw them at the nearest trash can I could find.

As I was walking, a bookstore suddenly caught my eye.

It's been so long since I've gone to one. Should I go and take a look at some of the books there?