I wasn’t sure how long I laid there on the couch in shock, only occasionally replying when Auntie needed information. I heard her on the phone, but I just laid there, wondering what I did wrong, what I didn’t notice.
How bad of an omega had I been for him to replace me?
Sure, I’ve been really busy with classes and my research, but this was my last semester of undergrad. I thought everyone understood that.
“What are you doing, Auntie?” I asked when she went into the kitchen and got something.
“Getting him out of your life.” She started putting his things into a garbage bag.
“We can't throw his stuff away, he could sue me for it.” I frowned.
“Fine, then move you out, he can pay the rent himself.” She dumped the bag out in the middle of the floor.
“It's campus housing. We’ve already paid for the whole semester. Where am I going to move to? Campus housing is full and I can’t afford rent,” I told her.
“Move in with me. You can use my car or take his, since you paid for it. Don’t think I didn’t know,” she added.
“He'll pay me back. He was just waiting for his scholarship disbursement.” Which was what we were both living off of. That, along with work study jobs, and what I got paid for my research. His internship was unpaid.
While Auntie Kiki would give me whatever I needed, I liked to try to do things myself first.
“You got yours months ago,” she pointed out.
“He said there was a hold up for some reason,” I replied, realizing how pitiful and naïve those words sounded.
“Hold up. Hold out. Now you move out.” There was finality in her voice. She took my phone.
“What are you doing, Auntie?” I reached for it and she pulled it away.
“Scrolling is bad for you. You are breaking up with him?” she asked.
“I guess so?” It felt like a breakup.
“Good.” A vicious smile spread across her face as she did something with my phone.
“Auntie, what did you do?” I grabbed the phone back from her. She’d taken a bunch of my screenshots and sent them to him, along with a screenshot of the bank transaction.
Me
You dirty, thieving cheater. We’re over.
Then she’d blocked him.
Actually, it wasn’t that bad, and she hasn’t said anything that wasn’t true.
“Let’s go have a nice dinner. You’ll feel so much better. Then we’ll move everything into my place.” She hugged me to her. “You deserve better than him.”
While moving out seemed drastic, it was probably for the better. Then I wouldn’t have to face him. I should probably take him off of everything, too.
“It’ll be really nice to stay with you.” I supposed I could get research done over spring break. It would be quiet on campus. I could surf with my cousins and hang out with the uncles, while Auntie was on her trip to Nashville with her friends.
She eyed my clothes, which were just jeans and a T-shirt. “We're not going to dinner with you dressed like that. You’re single now. Even if you don’t want a new alpha, you still have your pride.”
I stood up. “Fine, Auntie.”
With Auntie I had to pick and choose my battles. For free food, I’d put on something nicer. Especially because she had very good taste.
“Don’t worry. We’ll make him pay.” She smirked.
