Loved Yet Depressed [COMPLETED]

28. Sick

"You motherfucker." I cursed.

She smirked at me, looking at me with both her blood red pupils. She had taken off the second contact off while I had been gawking at her earlier by the fact that she was a traitor.

"Sorry. I'm not lesbian. I guess you can call me a fatherfucker though if you wanted." She joked.

"Way to prove yourself more worthy of this position. You are now a warrior." He stated calmly.

"Thanks Alpha." She said while bowing.

"What did you use to be? A rouge Omega? That's even more worse than being a rouge itself."

"Shut it your highness. It's time for us rouges to shine. Royals have been taken the throne for too long!" Martin claimed.

"You got to be kidding me! Now you finally decide, like couldn't you decide earlier? I rather not deal with this mess. You see, I'm not the best at dealing with these situations." I admitted.

"Maybe that's the whole point. And where is the goddamn Prince. He's taking so long, it bores me." He complained.

"Oh please. This is as long as your mile score!"

"I don't run the mile."

"Wow, no wonder you look like a hamburger. Except you're the burger no one wants to eat. Like the Burger King Restaurant. I swear, McDonald's burgers are so much better!"

"I disagree."

"I never asked for an opinion." I snapped.

I was still in a grumpy mood.

"Indeed. But I would love to voice my opinion like Trump does. Don't you?"

"I would not like to be Trump. Human's annoying little president. Heck, I knew yellow, red, white, and black existed. But I never knew orange existed. It's kinda like the fake tans the girls in my school would spray on. To think about it, they remind me of Trump. I guess Trump is the only orange male though, oh well. Trump is disgusting, what are you? A Trump supporter?" I asked, distaste on my tongue from even talking about Trump.

"Of course not. Those humans can't even sometimes stand being next to someone else that isn't white. It's quite racist. But I will admit that I like the fact that Trump voices his opinion aloud, although they are rude as fuck."

"Eh. Sometimes some people have to learn to shut their mouths. Or trouble comes along." I pointed out.

"I guess you're the some people?" He sneered.

"At times."

"Excuse me Martin, could I call you Mart now? Since I'm not a Omega anymore." Asked Laur, if that was even her name.

"Omega rouge." I corrected her.

She rolled her cruel blood red pupils.

"You are able to call me that, once you start training." He said, still facing me.

"And I start training when?"

"Now." He said, giving her a bright smile.

Talk about a charmer that doesn't even bang. He vaginablocks himself. Or cockblocks himself. Either way, he can prefer what gender he wants. I don't judge. Well, I do judge rouges and hoes; whores; and sluts. So I guess I will judge him. I will judge his red blood eyes. I will judge his nickname. I will judge so much of him, that I'll look like the bully in this story.

I let out a dark chuckle. Sneering at the rouges in front of me, I let my inner Ava show. Even if she wasn't here currently with me.

"You think you're so high being a warrior. Oh please. A pack Omega is better than Martin over here. If an normal Omega can beat him, imagine your rank before and after being a warrior. What a waste of time, don't you think? You yourself are quite stupid. So stupid that you don't know the plans made right in front of you." I laughed out.

"Shut it, your highness. Well, we'll have to see if you can still be royal when you're dead. I wonder if they can crown a dead body. Or maybe the King moved on from you, and doesn't want to save you. Oh I hope he doesn't, you can our new punching bag. Either way, you won't ever be royal in my eyes." She taunted me.

"Don't worry, you won't ever be royal in my eyes either. In fact in my eyes right now, I see a person lower than a peasant. Isn't that sad?" I asked, pouting my lips at her to look like I was whining it out. "And, you can't harm me yet. Martin ordered it." I added, when I recalled the moment with the slut.

Help me Ava. I need more of you're rude attitude. Pray for me.

"Stop it." He said while still stand there.

"Is that what you did? Asked the rouges to stop killing your mate. You didn't give a damn about her did you? You just left her to die. Alone. No wonder no girls wants to be with you, other than sluts. You disgust me. It must have been so shameful for her to be your mate. I guess the Moon Goddess decided to bless you greatly, while she cursed your mate. It is such a shame to have a coward as a mate." I said, flashing him a grin.

"And your mate is better?" He asked me. "He hasn't even came here yet."

"Well, maybe he doesn't know where I am. How about giving him a hint?" I sarcastically suggested.

"Maybe. I'll think about it."

But we both knew he was blowing off the idea. Even if what I was suggested was just a joke.

"Well. While you think about it, I would like to take a nap. Take me to my quarters please. And not your horrible jail system. It's disgusting there." I bluntly said.

Sometimes I swear that I really do have a inner Ava in me. But nah, I'm just little old me.

"Lead her to room 16."

"You sure?"

"I am sure with everything I say."

"Yes sir." Laur said doing a army salute. Later gripping my hand and dragging me off to room 16. Whatever it was.

"So." I started. "Is your name really Laur? How long have you been a rouge Omega? How long have you been a rouge?"

"Yes. And a short time. Since I was born." She answered.

"That's sick."

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