A/N: this story contains suicide

'I want the omega dead. Do you hear me. I want her dead and I want it now.' I snorted I would not give him the honor to kill me. If I die it will be on my own terms.

I took the knife that hung on the belt of the guard and held it out while looking at my mate, curious about what he would do. I was not surprised when he began to laugh at me. 'Sweetheart put the knife down. You would only hurt yourself.' I snorted and rolled my eyes at him. 'That's kinda the point.' I said while I looked him dead in the eye while I held the knife against my wrist and I applied a little pressure to it.

The skin broke, Crimson liquid flowed down my wrist on the floor. My mate looked at my as if I was crazy but I refused to live knowing that the person I was destined to be with was willing to kill me because I am a omega. A smile appears onto my face. I was happy because I knew that I would not suffer any longer.

Little black dots shielded my vision but I could see that my mate was looking confused. He looked like he wanted to help me but also wanted to leave me be and let me die. I breathed in, gattering some strength and called him to me. With small and uneasy steps he came 'I am free of you and your intolerance for omega.' That was the last thing I said to him before everything went black.

I heard him inhale sharply as if I had just punched him. Faint shouting was heard in the distance but I laid there with a smile on my face and a wound on my wrist.
Better my wrist than my heart, I thought and with that I drifted away.

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Well... That was the first one-shot. Let me know what you think and don't look at my mistakes. English is not my first language. So... Yeah.... I'm gonna go now 😅.
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