Addictive By Truth Hurts Novels & Stories

I wasn't sure how I'd get rid of this addiction. The cruelest thing about addiction is the way it twists your mind. You tell yourself, “This is my last drink.” “This is the last time I’ll fucking taste her.” But deep down, you know that’s a lie. You’re caught in the grip of a craving that makes you feel more alive and more fucking miserable at the same time.

"Truth hurts, girl. You're not special. I only need you because I'm addicted to your pussy." "You're sick in the head, you disgusting pig.” "That's not what you say when I fuck you like a pornstar,”he said with a laugh. "Ugh, Dave! I can't stand you. Your eyes are ugly, your tongue tastes like rotten cabbage that's been left to rot in the rain all day, and your ugly tattoo of two wings overlapping each other-" "And what about you," he barked at me, cutting me shut. "You're a fucking sex addict who needs to see a shrink."

She said making a sound of "p" "Then say goodbye to McDonald's then!" I said . I don't want to blackmail her but she need to take her meds in a right time. For God sake I am a doctor! "But Sissy! It's gross and eww! It taste bitter and yucky! " She said while wave her hand to me. "Even though it's yucky and eww you said! But still you need to drink your med in a right time. !" "But sis! Can I just have a medicine that's yummy and delicious!" She whine at me

". I asked him confused. "Right now, to me, my Addiction is loving you so immensely that I can’t seem to hide it, I wake up everyday to make sure that you lie next to me. With you, nothing is enough, I would always want more". I giggled lightly. "Liam, thats so sweet, thank you". "You are more addictive than any drug, I want to see you every time, feel you, touch you. You are my Addiction, Brianna and I think I'm Addicted To You".

Drawing me in, and you kicking me out You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright My head's underwater But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you

Why did I say yes to that deal? I wished sleep would drag me under, I wished I could disappear into oblivion where I wouldn’t hear them, wouldn’t hear my own thoughts screaming. Damn… this hurts so fucking much. I regretted everything. That night at the club when I’d picked the wrong person—my own brother,if I’d seen his face first, I could’ve made an excuse,run ,anything but taste something I’d never be able to forget now I was addicted to a poison that wore my brother’s name.

Liam stood there in nothing but a towel, water still dripping down his body, looking at me with the most devastated expression I had ever seen. “So that’s it?” he asked, voice breaking. “After everything? After all the promises? You’re choosing them again?” I sobbed uncontrollably. “I’m choosing the truth. I’m addicted, Liam. I’m sick. And I don’t think I can be fixed while pretending I’m someone I’m not.” He didn’t yell. He didn’t scream. He simply walked over, kissed my forehead one last time, and whispered: “Then go. Be their Queen.

Davey was the only one who ever gave me the truth. Even Addi lied to me. There'd been this one crazy, drug-fuelled night when Addi and I had both been partying hard, and we'd left the basement club where Davey was on the decks to sit outside and cool off, watching the sun come up as we went down. The buzz was starting to fade and sometimes when it does, when you feel it loosening its grip, there's this honesty, a truthfulness that just hits you straight in the heart, when you're almost ready to say what you never dared admit. Dark stuff. Deep shit you've kept locked way down inside where you think you've buried it just enough to keep it there, shoving mud and dirt into its mouth in the hope

He behaved like a heartless beast, his large hands roaming over my body, coercing me into compliance. I felt scared, opened my mouth, and bit him. "What are you doing, Xavier Quinn? Let me go." But he acted as if he hadn't heard me and continued his relentless advances, becoming even more aggressive. I wanted to resist, but the pain in my body left me powerless. I could only let him ruthlessly crush my will and violate my dignity. ... This seemingly cathartic lovemaking didn't last long. I was in excruciating pain, but my pride wouldn't allow me to shed a single tear.

Sophia's POV I puffed out continuously to lessen the nagging distress on every part of my sore body. I had to act smartly before I would be disgraced, but the physical pain I was experiencing at the moment surpassed the emotional discomfort as I assumed that my embarrassing video in the bathroom from the previous night was probably the trending on the internet.