And When She Was Bad Novels & Stories

"You've got the rest of your life to be annoying? Can you take a day off? You'd think it's your full time job." "Your attitude is absolutely disgusting."she gasped. "So is your personality, but you don't hear me complaining about it." I replied. I'm Amelia Black. The daughter of Collin and Maria Black. I'm what the people call the "Bad Girl". They started calling me that so I started becoming that. My reputation started because of what happened in my past and ever since then people won't even give me a chance to explain myself. I didn't believe I would ever meet someone who would see past my bad reputation, until I met him...

I ask while folding my hands in front of my chest. "I am calling you worthless and unwanted." She replies arrogantly but I only laugh at her. "You know I used to believe every bad word you said about me in the past. But now I have come to realize that I was wasting my time in believing you. Because you don't even have any idea about good and bad. So, I don't care what you think of me when I know that I am not wrong." I let out making her eyes widen before she composes herself and glare at me.

If Madam Winters had been in better use, she would not have used her. However, since she had made use of her, she would not have the useless guilt. Therefore, at this time, after being completely exposed, her tone changed directly, and she said disdainfully, "Haven't she failed to match us for not even once?" "That's not because my mother didn't work hard enough. It's because you're too bad. Be it at doing things or at being a human." "I'm bad at being a human? Ha... Everyone can say that but you can't."

"It's not my fault I don't know some things! Even when I ask someone, they just make fun of me and make me cry or give false information! Everyone is bad... like you. You're bad!" Her voice cracked on the last word, and she rubbed her eyes with her fists, her small body shaking with sobs. "You asked me, and now you're yelling at me. You're bad, so bad. I'll… I’ll throw cockroaches on you," she added, her words coming out in a desperate, angry torrent. I stared at her, momentarily stunned into silence. She sat there on the floor, hiccupping through her tears, her face scrunched up in frustration and exhaustion.

“Why are you doing this?” “Maybe because I understand what it means to feel weak and helpless.” I bit my lips. “You’re not a bad person.” She scoffed. “I’m not a good person. I've done bad things and maybe this is just my way of making them easier to live with.”

She better start praying that he doesn’t snap her neck here for her bad mouth. “Why do you always bring bad luck, huh? Or are you a closure to a bad day?” That was how it was that day too. The day he first met her. He was also in a bad mood that day. A really bad mood and that was when he first saw her. Today also, he was in a bad mood and now, she happened. Just look at his shoe now. “It’s not my fault that you were walking right behind me.” Really, now? “It’s not your fault. Don’t forget that you were waving while looking at this place like a church rat brought from the gutter.”

she asked and sat beside her. Mea taps her upper body with her towel. “He’s awful. Too full of himself.” “Then you do something with that.” “It’s his problem.” She took her phone from the matt behind her, a safe distance from the water. “I’d rather practice with online chatting than this, this is horrible.” Renee grabbed her phone and took a picture of her as she struggled to get it back. “What is wrong with you?” she screamed and stood to reach it, but Renee tiptoed higher.

she raised her voice at him. “I almost died now and there weren't even up to twenty people in the room, not to mention at a party. I could actually die of fear,” she said with her eyes widening in shock as she thought about it. “Do you think I am giving you a choice?” Zade asked and she shook her head at him knowing where the conversation was heading. “No, no. You can't do that, don't do this to me. I can't handle it. I am a bad person and I did something so terrible and… “

"Are you one of the bad guys? They came last night and they killed some people and also took out things away." I burst into laughter at her naivety. "If I was a bad guy, you would have known. Let me tell you something you don't know. When a bad guy comes to you, they are never nice. They don't act like I do. They burn down places and kill people but I am not here to do any of that," She looked at me, eyes wide with interest. "So that means you aren't a bad guy, right?" I nodded. "Yes, I am not a bad guy."

why can't I stop myself? "You like this, don't you?" I said. "This is nasty. This is the nastiest thing you ever done, isn't it? It turns you on to do nasty things." She hum- squeal-moaned, in protest or agreement I couldn't say. "You're such a good girl. I'm sure you're totally nice to your mom and dad. I bet you get straight A's, don't you? You're such a good girl and you're doing such a bad thing, and you love it, don't you? You love being a bad girl, because bad girls have all the fun." Her sucking and rubbing accelerated. I felt my sperm start to rise. "You're going to come soon. I can tell. It's too nasty, sucking a stranger's cock. And I'm going to come, too, I'm going to spurt in you