An Unexpected Wolf Rank

3 - Homeless

Samantha

Relieved that I am home and not facing half the pack anymore, or crying alone in the heart of the woods, I get my key out and open the front door to our house.

As usual, I get in, kicking my shoes off and sending my jacket flying on the sofa. But I quickly see that this is far from usual. The atmosphere inside my house seems weird, but yet again this whole day has been a nightmare for me.

I start making my way to my room when I notice my parents sitting solemnly in an eerie silence, in the kitchen. As soon as they see me, they look at me, so I'm guessing they were waiting for their daughter to get home. I abort my plan to run off to my room and cry myself to sleep, so I turn on my heels to go into the kitchen instead.

Shame radiates off me in waves, because I know how badly I let them down with the rank I got. I do need their support right now, so I join them hoping to hear those kind words that I desperately need to keep me sane. I need my mom and dad to tell me that everything is going to be ok, that I'm going to be ok.

I put my head down and walk in the kitchen. I take a seat on one of the stools, not having enough courage to look my parents in their eyes.

"Samantha, you need to leave." I freeze.

"We can't have an Omega daughter. I am very sorry, we love you, we really do, but you have to understand we have a reputation, we are Commanders." My father's speech breaks me. My brain can barely grasp the words that came out of his mouth.

What do you even say to that? Nothing, you say nothing, you just DO. Do as you are told.

A part of me still believed they would hold me in their arms and tell me it's all a big misunderstanding, that they will talk to the Alpha and the Council, that all this mess will be sorted, basically that they are here for me. Isn't that what parents are supposed to do? Hell, they should be kicking and screaming at the injustice. I know damn well that my scores were so much better than to only get me the rank of Omega, so why do my own parents just accept this without questioning it?

I have disappointed them enough to last a lifetime. I might as well do this last thing that they want from me.

"I understand, daddy, and I just want to say that I am very sorry I have put you guys through this. I will be gone by morning." When they don't question my words like I desperately wanted them to, I understand that this is it.

Standing up, I give both of them a pained look, one more chance for them to be loving parents and not kick me out like I'm an untrustworthy stranger. They don't say anything else, their silence only emphasising their previous words.

Well this sucks.

I grab a gym bag and stuff it with 3 pairs of jeans, a few shirts and a hoodie. I almost forgot about underwear and socks. I always do that, pack for a holiday and forget about underwear. Tears start running down my face as it slowly and painfully sinks in that I am not going on any holiday. As a matter of fact, I stupidly realize I don't have anywhere to go. I am way too proud and ashamed to call Jennifer or Marie, and I would hate the looks and uncomfortable questions that would come from their families. Or maybe their families would just chuck me aside like trash, just like my own parents have.

I stand in the door and take a final look at what used to be my bedroom. I took everything for granted, and that's on me. As silly as it may sound, I wished I had enjoyed my cream colored fluffy rug more, I wish I had enjoyed the zen corner in my bathroom more, and I wish I had enjoyed having a f*****g roof over my head, having a family, friends and being able to go to school.

I think I lost it, but along with freaking out about being homeless all of a sudden, I am also concerned about school and continuing to get an education. I'm not even 18 yet, what in the Goddess' name am I supposed to do?

"First thing's first, let's just get the hell out of here!" Ming pushes through. She's right. I know mom and dad haven't moved from the kitchen, and I'm smart enough to read between the lines. They want me gone, and they want me gone now. Doesn't matter that it is nearly dawn or that I have literally nowhere to go.

I slowly make my way downstairs, not knowing if I should say goodbye to my parents or not. I had decided on just leaving when my dad called me.

"Samantha, there's something else you should know." My heart sank in the pit of my stomach. Oh Goddess, I beg of you, no more!

I leave the bag at the door and walk in the kitchen to face my parents again, this time without sitting down.

"Your mother and I aren't true mates, and due to an injury sustained in battle I was left unable to conceive." Wait, what? I'm slowly putting two and two together when my dad sighs, a bit annoyed I might add, but I brush it off. He starts talking again. "We were 'given' the opportunity to have you and we gladly accepted to care for you as if you were ours." As my dad speaks I am just frozen, my brain stops working. I had no idea they were not my birth parents. I mean, sure, the weren't all lovey dovey like other couples, and they did have their limits on how much they spoiled me, but they are f*****g Commanders, they had to be tough.

"Wow, this is the definition of 'kicking someone when they're down'. I guess all this makes so much more sense now." I smile a pained and sarcastic smile as I gesture around us, referring to them not giving a s**t about how my life just fell apart. I consider the fact that I managed to keep another wave of tears from falling, a small victory. The truth is that I have no more tears left, I am that broken.

I make a plan to pull myself together as best as I can and request a meeting with our Alpha, and maybe Mr Biggins, to see why I got that rank. I may not have taken those tests and form too seriously, but I put in enough effort to show what I am capable of, and I'm pretty sure I should have ranked Beta.

"Not from Beta parents, remember?" Ming's voice in my head is like another bucket of ice cold water being thrown on me, but she's right, my parents aren't Betas, and because they refuse to tell me who my biological parents are, I might as well just assume they were Omegas and probably got killed during some sort of rogue attack or fight between packs. That would make sense why two Commanders took me in.

Feeling satisfied with the story I made up about my birth parents, and knowing that's enough to keep me sane for the time being, I take one more look behind me and take a big breath. I'm leaving the only house I called home, I'm leaving the only people I knew as my parents, I am basically leaving my life as I knew it behind.

I can't stop but feel ashamed of everything, and keep stressing about how I can make this whole thing work so that nobody in school will notice that I'm actually homeless. I'm sure they will all find out eventually that I'm no longer living with my parents, but I don't want them to know that I am now living on the streets like a rat.

I may or may not have watched too many teen movies or TV shows, because I have an idea, and although I know it's plain stupid, it's the best I've got.

I'm going to sneak into the school and sleep on one of the sofas in the teacher's lounge or something. I can probably stuff most of my belongings in the two lockers I have at school. I'm so happy I have my locker in the 2nd floor hallway and I also have my locker in the girls changing room.

Not everyone gets a permanent locker all for themselves in the changing rooms, but since I was best friends with Marie, she got both me and Jen lockers there. Not to mention that I could shower, wash my face and brush my teeth in there also.

It might be because it's almost 5 am, but this sounds like a great plan in my sleep deprived and depressed mind.