Am I The Ahole Novels & Stories

Why the hell is love such a bitch! ---♥---

“Back the fuck up, you are what?” “I keep hearing this voice inside my head, but only sometimes.” “And what exactly is this voice saying? And when did it start?” “I don’t remember, do you think I’m becoming one of the flawed?” Anger rose from deep inside of me and I felt it pooling at my fingertips, I looked down and it looked like blue electricity was shooting out from them. And then I heard the voice again. We are not shadow users Charlee, we are one, and we are good. I jumped at the voice inside my head again.

I am Aurelia Giliam, I am hated by my family and I crave to feel any type of love. I am stuck in an endless cycle of trying to get the love of people who I know will never give me it. I am bitter, I am angry. I hate this.

HARD. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?

I have to be ready even if not once. Hah..., We're in big trouble. *****

MARNIE Asshole logged off the chat. Asshole was added to the chat by Cole. Asshole logged off the chat. Asshole was added to the chat by Cole. This will continue for some time. Isaac: Quiet down, I'm trying to get some sleep. Isaac and Asshole departed the conversation. Isaac and Asshole were added to the talk by Cole. Oh God.

“You’re not. I hate you, Alphasshole.” “What the fuck?”

"What the fuck!!" Allison screamed in outrage as I cut off her live video. I stood my ground, staring at her with disbelief and disgust. "What the fuck? So you think you have the right to say that after what you did? You should be ashamed of yourself for stooping so low. I thought you were classy, always carrying yourself with grace. But now I see the truth - you're not classic at all; you're just a shame, Allison. A shame," I spat out, my words sharp with condemnation.

I am doomed. ~~~~~~~~~

I didn't know but it hurt badly. Wasn't that enough punishment for one person? But no. Zane wanted to make sure that I was completely shattered by the time he finished with me. And Skylar was even worse. Mother used to say a woman scorned is dangerous but a woman obsessed is unstoppable. If only…. I sighed, glancing at my phone screen. 9:24 A.M. Saturday. A weekend. My first weekend here. I used to love weekends, but that was before I ended up in this hellhole.