Love Me, My Omega!

JUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW:

Black hair, sharp grey eyes, perfectly shaped nose, red lips, and sharp jawline. The man in front of me smiled and said, "I asked your mom where you lived and she gave me the pass code."

Ugh, mom!

"Never mind that. Tell me what happened earlier. Did something bad happen to Daryl?" I asked as I anxiously waited for his answer. "Yeah, you could say that. Although if I arrived here a few minutes later, something bad would have actually happened to him. He almost got raped by that..." His eyes narrowed as he looked at Andre. "... shitbag," he continued.

My eyes widened with shock after what I heard. I couldn't think properly.

My mind went blank.

Daryl... Daryl went through something like that earlier...?

I slumped on the floor and stared blankly at the wall.

"Justin?"

It was my fault. I wasn't careful enough. I should have placed locks inside so even if someone managed to open the door with the pass code, they wouldn't be able to open it when someone locks it from the inside. I should have taken measures to keep him safer, especially since he's in heat right now.

Andre knows when Daryl gets in heat so he must have come here knowing about it. They're already over or... well, I'm not really sure if they got back together since I haven't heard anything about what happened yesterday, but Andre shouldn't do that to him.

"Jus..."

What should I do? I'm sure Lucas already called the police since there's a situation like this, but what else can I do to help Daryl?

"Justin...?"

Should I call his father? Maybe he will get mad at me for doing this, but his father has to know. But... I don't know what he might do to Daryl after hearing about that. Well, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't blame him for that, right? He's in heat after all. And he doesn't even have control over it. Yes, I'm sure everything will be—

"Justin!" I flinched when I heard Lucas yelling my name. "H-Huh? Yeah?" I was so startled that I even stuttered as I responded. "You're blaming yourself aren't you?" He said as he looked at me with a serious expression on his face.

He took a few steps closer to me and knelt on one knee. He cupped me cheeks and said, "Listen..." His eyes were staring directly into mine and I could tell how serious he was based on his eyes. "None of this is your fault. It was that bastard's fault for attempting something like that," he said as he clenched his jaw.

My chest tightened and it felt like I could cry any moment now but I swallowed my tears.

I'm sorry, Dar, but I really think your father should know about this.

They may not be in good terms, but I know that his father can keep him safe from that bastard alpha.

"I have to make a call. Wait here and make sure he doesn't get away," I said as I glanced at Andre who was lying unconscious on the floor. Lucas nodded and sat on the sofa to keep an eye on him.

I went to my room and searched for Daryl's father's contact. Once I found it, I immediately called him but unfortunately, no one answered my call.

Right... He must be busy. There must be someone else I could call.

My thumb was shaking as I scrolled through my phone, searching for the contacts of Daryl's siblings.

Ah!

Christian Chen.

He's Daryl's brother who has a shit ton of connections when it comes to private investigators, police, army, agents, etc. He should be the best person I can possibly call and talk about this but I kind of have a problem about his attitude.

Ten rings. After ten rings, he picked up.

"Hello?" The sound of his voice gave me shivers. I can picture his blank face and indifferent attitude without seeing him right now.

"Chan, c-can you come over here at home? D-Daryl is..." I took a deep breath and paused for a while, trying to calm myself and regain my composure. "Daryl? What's wrong with Daryl?" He said over the line.

I couldn't sense even a bit of emotion from his voice. It was so cold and indifferent that it made me want to hang up on him.

I knew I should have called big sis Diane instead. Why did I even bother calling him?

"Long story short, Daryl is currently in heat and well... he and Andre broke up not too long ago. He was alone at home earlier because I went to buy his suppressants and when I got home, I found out that his ex boyfriend attempted to..." I swallowed hard, preparing myself for what's about to come. "...rape him," I continued.

"Toot... toot... toot..."

"Huh?"

I looked at my phone and saw that the call has already ended.

I shuddered at the thought of him coming here. There is a reason why I'm acting like this and I'm literally so scared right now—not for myself nor for Daryl, but for Andre.

He... might not be able to see the Sun rise tomorrow.

I went out of my room and saw that Lucas was still sitting on the sofa. He was spacing out and was blankly staring at Andre.

What's wrong with him?

LUCAS' POINT OF VIEW:

If I hadn't gotten here earlier, that omega from earlier would have suffered from severe trauma and emotional damage. He still might suffer from those, though.

But still...

I'm glad I got here on time.

"Ding dong!" I glanced at the door and looked at Justin who was walking towards it. "It must be the police," I said as I stood up and followed him.

Justin opened the door and the person who stood before us made my mouth gape open.

"Chan, what are you doing here?" I said as I tilted my head a bit. "Move," he said as he pushed us aside and headed inside.

"Do you know him?" I asked Justin. "My friend's brother," he replied briefly and shrugged.

We followed him in and when he went inside that omega's room, I decided to just stay outside. It's not like I'm allowed to enter someone's room without his consent.

Of course, Justin went inside too. He probably wants to check on him again and explain things to Christian. I guess I have to wait out here for the police to arrive. I can't just leave this bastard alone in the living room anyway. He might be able to get away.

Without even having to wait for more than five minutes, the door opened. Christian went out with scrunched eyebrows, narrowed eyes, and clenched jaw.

He's pissed, alright.

"Is this the bastard? He looks uglier than before," Christian said as he raised his chin while his gaze lowered arrogantly, looking at the alpha like he's just a mere insect.

The doorbell rang and Justin hurriedly ran to the door. I raised my thumbs up in my mind.

He did great. He just prevented a murder case from happening.

"Ah, yes. He's currently asleep right now. I'll tell him to go to the station for his statement," Justin said as he walked with two police officers. "Please do. We'll question you too and the said person who helped the victim," a police officer said as they approached closer to us.

They stopped walking when they saw the alpha lying on the floor, all beat up and bruised. I avoided their gaze and whistled.

"We will talk about this in the station too. Please come today or tomorrow, Sirs," the officer said as he eyed us.

Okay, fine. I admit it. Maybe I went a little overboard in beating him up but what can I do? He was struggling a lot and if I didn't do that, he'd obviously just pounce on the poor omega. I wouldn't allow something like that to happen.

I've had enough of alphas who can't control themselves. And from what I saw, it seemed like they were in an intimate relationship before but they obviously ended their relationship and the alpha acted like that. The omega looked so uncomfortable too.

They spoke with each other for a while. Even though they wanted to ask me things, I declined because I'd prefer it if I'd give my statement in the police station and not here.

They brought the alpha with them as soon as they were finished and left us in the condo.

The three of us were quiet. No one dared to speak. I guess that's to be expected. It's not exactly a great time to be asking how the other is doing, right?

Justin looks so pale, too. He must have been really scared.

I looked at Christian when I noticed that he was staring at me. I raised my brows and nodded. "You good?" I asked. "You know I'm not but..." He paused and clenched his jaw. "Thanks, man," he said as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Thank you so much, really."