Alex Jones Im Retarded Novels & Stories

He whispered in a mocking tone, deliberately raising his voice so the few pairs of eyes that had begun to glance our way could hear him. “Are you trying to trap me by pretending to be my savior, Emma?” Alex looked at me with a condescending gaze. "Remember your place now. You’re a barren woman! Let me make it clear once more so you remember: You’re barren! Rex Anthony is just using your empty womb as his contract slave. Haha... A slave? It fits a woman like you perfectly.” "Look at your so called honorable husband," Alex sneered, pointing at the TV. "A billionaire like him must have other mistresses who are far more perfect out there. I’m sure you’re just a poor, disposable trophy wife, read

Reality crashed back in like cold water. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered, dragging a hand over his face. Julian didn’t look sorry. He grabbed a handful of tissues from the drawer, cleaned himself, then handed some to Alex. His eyes were still dark, pupils blown. “You regret it already?” he asked. Alex wiped himself off, tucked himself away, zipped up. His hands were shaking. “I have a wife. I had kids. This…” He gestured between them. “This isn’t me.” Julian gave a short, humorless laugh. “You just came on my hand, Alex. It’s a little late for the denial speech.”

Alexander was deliberately provoking Jonah. Jonah was already furious, and this provocation struck deep. He gripped the wheelchair arms and tried to stand up from pure anger. But he failed and fell face-first onto the floor. “Pathetic. Look at yourself. Who gave you the right to run your mouth?” Alexander sneered at Jonah’s humiliating fall. Jonah had already felt inferior ever since he was confined to the wheelchair. Alexander’s words made it worse. “That’s enough! Alexander, this is your last chance. Are you leaving or not?”

I look up at him and realise my vision is all blurry and I'm trembling like hell. "People is gonna look down on us because of you! Even the girl who got this in her mailbox by mistake was smirking mockingly because of you! You're ruining the family name with your gayness and stupidity!" If Jones was yelling before, now he is roaring making me step back scared with tears falling and the worse thing is that mom, Alex and Jace are just pretending like nothing is going on. "YOU ARE A DISGRACE YOU LITTLE BUG" He raises hand again and I clench my eyes shut but I don't feel his hand and I look up and see Jace standing in front of me.

"If that hunk wants a wild night, let's make sure it's the best one he's ever had." Oh yeah, it had to be the best if I wanted Jax Jones in my bed and making me enjoy. He could be everything the rumors said, and that phrase he liked so much about women only being good for screwing; I applied it to him in every sense. He could put more effort than anyone else into proving he was good at his crap, but the attitude he showed me swept away all his efforts, leaving him with... just a good physique and a dick he used on everyone.

Jesus Christ, I have messed up this girl, haven't I? I gulp down an ounce of guilt and try to smile. "I'm just... Do you still draw and shit?" I want to facepalm myself after speaking. Am I stupid? I can't believe this shit! I've gone my entire life thinking I'm smart, but I'm actually retarded! I have zero game—I realize that—even Alice realizes that, or else she wouldn't be squinting at me!

Then she stormed into her room and dialed James. The moment his voice came on, the tears spilled. “Babe,” she whispered, “Alex insulted me again this morning.” James’s tone sharpened. “What did that idiot say this time?” “He called me cheap… he said I wasn’t his type, that I was just… worthless.” Her voice cracked. “See, babe,” James said firmly, “he’s just a daft fool to say such a thing. I love you more than anything in this world. Don’t you ever forget that.”

Phyllis stared at us we stared at each other. "Again, remember she's retarded," she warned Josh. I looked at her right away, wishing she would stop lying about me like that. I was not retarded. I turned my head to look at Josh, hoping he didn’t believe her. He slowly removed himself from the couch and went to open the front door, not answering her. "Let's leave now," the older man said, and smiled as if he was about to laugh about what had happened. It was like I could hear what he was thinking: “The Alpha's nephew loves a retarded she-wolf."

Like some sort of educational ninja. “Damn,” says Alex, sliding into the seat across from me. He’s got that classic hockey player look—broad shoulders, slightly crooked nose from too many fights, perpetually messy brown hair. “That was brutal,” he murmured. “Thanks for the commentary, Alex.” “I’m serious. You deserve better than this clown show.” I look at Jaden , who’s still standing there like a malfunctioning robot, and Rebecca, who looks like she wants to file a complaint with the principal. Both looking at the retreating figure of our teacher.

well he is damn fine, but I don't feel sexually attracted to him, like at all "She already knows who I am" hw waves his hands in the air, like he just doesn't care, "whatever, Ajax Crawford..I'm 22, you can call me Aj." Oh feisty... "I'm Alec Baxter and I'm 21..you can call me Al." Damn he is fine too, he was one of the guys who saved me back there and also then kidnapped me. "I'm Eli connors, I'm 22, you also can call me E."