Chapter One

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        Yuri stumbled back out of the apartment that his mother had just shoved him out of and fell back against the wall behind him, landing rather hard on his butt. He tilted his head back a little bit so he could look up at her, but he was met with some of his things hitting him before the loud sound of the door being slammed shut was heard. He grumbled a little bit and looked around at his things that now lied scattered along the hallway of the apartment building.

        "Fucking bitch....." He muttered to himself as he slowly pushed himself up and started to gather everything up. He grabbed the bag that she had thrown at him as well and used it as a carrier for all of his smaller things. Once he had everything off of the floor and into the bag, he gave the apartment door a good kick and headed down the hallway, to the elevator. He pressed the button to the lobby floor and waited for the old, raggy thing to reach his floor. He wasn't sure how long it took for the elevator to reach him, but when it did, it squealed to a stop before the doors open. He stepped inside and the door shut behind him, taking him down. 

        His eyes stared straight ahead of him as he felt himself going down, his mind racing with thoughts about everything that had just happened. His mom had discovered that he was an omega and upon knowing that, she decided that she didn't want anything to do with him anymore and that he wasn't even to call himself her son anymore because 'no son of hers was going to be something so below society'. She herself was an alpha along with his father, so they weren't sure what went wrong. However, they did know that he was going to pay for it significantly.

        When the door finally opened to the lobby, he walked out of the elevator and went straight to the exit. He pushed the door open and walked outside, looking around the dark night. Of course, this just had to happen at night, as well. It couldn't have happened in the daytime when he could see what he was doing, where he going, and everything was open. Nope. That just would have made life too easy.

        More grumble words started to leave his mouth as he picked a random direction to head in. It wasn't that he didn't know his way around the city or anything. The problem was that he didn't know what to do in this situation. He didn't know where he was supposed to go or anything. He didn't have any friends that he could bunk with being that he pretty much hated everyone, or the friends that he did have were all the way in Japan. Losers.

        He held his bag tightly as he walked along and started to search through it, curious as to what his mom had thrown at him. It wasn't anything major, just simple things like a shirt or two along with his pants, a hair brush, his cellphone, a tooth brush, deodorant, and that was pretty much it. Oh, and his wallet. There wasn't really any money in it, though. Only about 342 or so ruble. It was barely enough to buy anything, but at least he could count on a small bite to eat for tomorrow night. He was still full from dinner and his anger made him not want to eat as well.

        He looked up at some of the buildings that he walked by. Some of them were still lit up and most likely would be for the rest of the night, some of them had a few lights on here and there signaling that they were most likely apartment houses where some people were asleep, but some were still awake, and others were just completely dark.

        Yuri ended up walking around the city for quite a while before he found a park that had an open bench. Obviously, it wasn't his first pick to want to lay down and sleep on, however, his legs were starting to get sore from all the walking that he had been doing and he was exhausted. So it was defiantly better than nothing.

        He walked over to the wooden seat and set his bag down in the spot that his head was going to be. He figured that the chances of his stuff getting stolen would be less likely if he was on top of it being that he would most likely wake up.

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