[GL] Someone Once Told Me the Grass is Much er on the Other Side-Chapter 101: Therapy Arc: One

Jingle, jingle, jingle!

Aurora rolled over in her bed and picked up her cellphone. It was the first day of school of her senior year and she was already over it.

She moaned getting out of bed and walking to the restroom. After finishing up with washing her face and brushing her teeth, she slowly made her way back to her bedroom where she sat at her mirror to start putting on her make-up.

It was the pallete from Benty Beauty, a well-known make-up brand from a famous singer. Aurora leaned over to her cellphone and turned her music on and began to hum to herself.

Down in the kitchen, Samantha was chewing on a towel as she cried, her little baby was all grown up and going into her senior year of high school.

"Hmm hmm," Adama said, reaching for a slice of toast. "I told you to be careful what you wish for, sire!" The thirteen year old Alpha said, smirking to her Alpha.

"Morning, y’all!" Aurora came running down the stairs and popped a toast in her mouth. She ran toward the door.

"Aurora, do you have everything?" Lacy asked her eldest daughter who had just turned eighteen that summer.

"YES, MOM!" The Omega yelled back. She ran to the door and hopped onto her moped. Unlike the elementary school that was right up the street, her high school was about a couple of miles away. Perfect for short ride on her moped. Besides, Aurora loved seeing what the neighbors were up to!

Aurora pulled onto her moped and started it up. She smiled as she drove off and waved to her neighbor, Mrs. Johnson. Mrs. Johnson was watering her plants and smiled back at Aurora. Aurora turned onto the main street and drove alongside the river. She smiled as she saw a group of ducks swimming along the river. She slowed down to watch them for a moment before speeding up again. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

She ended up passing the local cat who was running for mayor. His name was Winston, a fat orange tabby known for attacking people’s feet whenever they entered or walked by his owner’s shop.

Aurora drove into the parking lot of her high school, Theodore Franklin, and found a place to park. She took her helmet off and looked into the mirror to make sure she didn’t have helmet hair.

She walked into the school and immediately found her friends at locker. It was a group of six of them, two if everything too.

There was Brie who had dark black skin and often wore her hair in braids, corn rows specifically, and who was a Beta. There was Mosiah, an Omega, also with black skin and a buzzing cut.

Mo Yong was an Alpha with pale skin and rosey cheeks, and dark hair, tiny eyes with mono eyelids. Followed by Shatwa who who also had fair skin with long brown hair and brown eyes, also an Alpha.

Then there was Gordan, a Beta male, who often wore a hoodie over his blonde hair and black baby hairs.

"Ayo!" Mo Yong screamed, giving Aurora a hug. "How was summer?"

"You should know," Aurora laughed, "We practically hung out every day."

"What’s your first class of the day?" Brie asked, closing her locker after she placed her book bag up.

"Hmmm," Aurora pulled put her schedule and saw she had World History AP. "World History AP," she answered.

"Ooooo AP, she smart, y’all," Mosiah joked.

"We’re in the same class together then, Aurora," Shatwa announced holding up her schedule.

"Let’s get to class. Don’t wanna be late on the first day," Gordan said. And he was right.

On the third floor and toward the back, Aurora and Shatwa reached their World History class which also served as their homeroom class. They sat in the back of the class, giggling while their home room teacher spoke about their classes and schedules, and other mundaine things.

Meanwhile, down the hall, Mo Yong was sitting in his Chemistry class. He was seated next to Gordan who was seated next to Mosiah. The teacher was talking about lab safety and rules and Mo Yong was already bored. He pulled out her phone and started scrolling through his social media feeds. Most importantly though he was checking out hot Omegas and a few Betas. He sent Aurora an image of one.

Ding!

While in mid sentence whispering to Shatwa, Aurora got a text. She pulled it out and saw it was from Mo Yong. She smiled and shook her head, already knowing it was going to be some Omega he thought was hot.

"Let me see," Shatwa said. Aurora gave her the phone. "Uh uh, none are as pretty as you." Shatwa had a habit of saying things like that to Aurora. And that was because the Alpha liked her.

She never told Aurora how she felt but Aurora knew it. She could smell the pleasant and happy pheromones that came from the Alpha, always soothing her.

And Shatwa was very attractive and had a good confidence about her, it was just Aurora found herself drawn to someone else. At least maybe because she wasn’t even sure if the Alpha was going to this school.

After school, Aurora went straight home to finish up with some chores her parents wanted her to do before they got home. She parked her moped in the garage and walked inside the house.

She yawned and something caught her eye when she looked out the window and saw a black sports car. Aurora walked outside and saw an Alpha get out, one that looked like her parents. Her eyes got wide. It was her grandsire, Theresa. She hadn’t seen her since she was about four.

"Hows it going my favorite granddaughter," Theresa said, hugging Aurora. "Let’s go take a drive for some ice cream."

Aurora shook her head. "I can’t. I got chores and I feel my heat coming on." Yes, Theresa could smell it.

They entered into the house, Aurora oblivious to the erection growing in Theresa’s pants. Aurora went to the sink to start on the dishes when Theresa took Aurora’s hand and placed it on her crotch. Aurora could feel the erection and she jumped back.

"Look at you," Theresa smiled. "You look just like your mother." She walked toward the Omega. "It took forever for me to find a clean way to get close to you." She undid her belt buckle and unzipped her pants, her clit rolling out of her pants. "You a virgin, uh?"

Aurora attempted to run but Theresa grabbed her by the arm and slammed her against the kitchen sink. She pulled down the Omega’s panties, covering her mouth to prevent her from screaming.

Theresa lifted up Aurora’s leg and slammed herself into the young pussy of the Omega. Aurora cried out, even with the hand covering her mouth.

Pop!

The hymen broke, blood spilling out.

Theresa’s thrusts were mechanical, hips pistoning against Aurora’s pinned body. Aurora’s screams muffled into the damp palm clamped over her mouth, her eyes wide with terror, fixed on the kitchen ceiling’s water stain shaped like a screaming face.

Pain radiated from her core, sharp and tearing, worse than any cramp she’d ever felt. Her legs trembled violently, useless against Theresa’s Alpha strength. The sink’s cold porcelain edge dug into her lower back with each brutal shove.

Below, her torn panties pooled around one ankle like a discarded flag of surrender. Blood trickled down her inner thigh, warm and sticky, mixing with the cold sweat slicking her skin. She could smell her own fear: sour, metallic, and overpowering with Theresa’s aggressive.

Her mind fragmented: the ducklings on the river this morning, Mo Yong’s stupid text, Shatwa’s compliment. All shattered now. Distantly, she registered the rhythmic squeak of Theresa’s boots on the linoleum, timed with the wet slap of flesh against flesh.

Theresa moaned loudly when she cummed into the young Omega. She pulled out, her clit covered in blood, vaginal fluids, and ejaculated fluids. She hurridly pulled her pants up, breathing frantically.

The Alpha left the Omega on the floor, torn and ran out the door. Aurora could hear the car starting and humming away from the house.

Aurora pulled herself to her feet and made her way to the upstairs bathroom.

She locked the door and turned on the shower, letting the steam fill the room. She stood under the hot water, scrubbing her skin raw with a loofah until it turned pink. The water ran red down the drain, swirling in patterns that reminded her of Mrs. Johnson’s prize-winning roses. She kept scrubbing long after the blood was gone, her movements mechanical, her mind blank.

The scent of her own fear still clung to her nostrils, sharp and metallic, mixing with the artificial lavender of her body wash. Outside, the neighbor’s lawnmower droned on, oblivious.

Hours had passed when Lacy came home. She saw the dishes were in the sink and the lasagna wasn’t in the oven. She went to Adama’s room and saw the Alpha doing her homework.

"Where’s Aurora?"

"In the restroom. I don’t think she’s feeling well," she said.

Lacy walked to the door and knocked on it. She tried to get in but the door was locked. "Aurora, let me in."

Nothing!

Lacy began to pound on the door.

BANG, BANG, BANG!