As Messed Up As Me Novels & Stories

What the hell was happening to me? I splashed water on my face, leaning heavily against the sink, trying to steady myself. The reflection staring back at me in the mirror seemed... wrong. I barely recognized myself. My face was pale, eyes sunken, like I was a stranger. I couldn’t make sense of the flood of memories. They were too jumbled, too overwhelming. But there was one thing I knew for sure: Jamie and Corey had been right. Someone had been messing with my head. And the more I thought about it, the more certain I became.

Isaiah I had made a mistake. A terrible, dumb as fuck mistake. There were people on my grounds! There were intruders in my estate all because I had made a fucking mess of things and underestimated who I was dealing with. Fuck. This wasn't just an attack. This was planned all along.

"H-how…" "Hey, hey, take it easy," Asher pacified as I tried to detach the drip string on my hand. It was so uncomfortable having him see me like this. No one had ever seen me like this, not even my own parents. I ran my hands through my hair in a vain attempt to pat it down. I could feel it tangled and disheveled already. Why did everything suck so much? There was still a bitter lump in my throat, and it taunted me. Help.

What is wrong with me? Unfortunately, not even my wolf had a reply for me. it's just me and my bad decisions now. Maybe I'm just a dirty girl. Fuck I love when Ansel says it.

I stood up and for a while, I felt really hazy like the world around me was spinning. “Easy there champ. Don’t fall,” she jokingly cackled and I let out a soft chuckle. “Not in my wildest dreams sister,” I said, walking into my bathroom. I turned on the tap, looking into the mirror. All I saw was a broken woman looking for a way out of a mess she didn’t know how on earth she got herself into. I got makeup smeared all over my face. My mascara was already messy due to all that crying and sobbing from last night’s flashbacks. My hair that wasn’t packed in a bun was really tangled and I groaned inwardly at how difficult it was going to be to style and comb my hair. My lipstick was smeared all ar

[Asher] I fucking know I messed up. I messed up badly. I saw a good woman and treated her like she was trash. But all I need right now is a second chance. Just one. To prove to her that I was not the same Asher she used to know. That I could be better than the man who broke her. 'Someone is already occupying that space… You know it so well.' My own mind mocked me. I bit down on my lips hard, hard enough to draw blood, as I stared at nowhere in particular, the taste bitter on my tongue.

I wasn't under the influence of alcohol but I had just gotten my heart broken by a woman I once loved. I felt bad for knocking him down. I rushed him to the hospital. There, I found out he was defrauded by a foreign investment company, mortgaged his house, and couldn't pay it back. He had nowhere to go. I offered him a job as my driver and he accepted. Mr. Fred, the car is ready, Lois said and immediately I zoomed out of my thoughts. Lois, I began, we are going to a restaurant just down the street. I need to de-stress.

I said lividly before leaving the garden with a deep sigh. Over to the east, leading to the main lobby, I crashed with Amos. "Ma'am, are you okay?" His eyes rolled around me, I gave him a sturdy look before leaving. He should go ask his master what the fuck is wrong with him. [ASHMAN] I send my hand through my hair scratching it hard. I didn't know where I had made it all wrong. Why was it that I'm always at fault and yet can't get rid of this woman? Fuck love!

The sound gave me a brief illusion of control, even though I knew full well it wouldn’t stop Auburn or the stalker if they wanted in. “I’m not okay,” I admitted finally, my voice trembling against the phone. “My things are fucked up. My clothes, my medicine, everything is just… ruined. It feels like everything about me is messed up now. This was supposed to be simple. I was supposed to do my job and just leave. So yeah, things are rough, and I am not good.”

I was confused. Did I do something wrong?