Better Off Dead Novels & Stories

“Did any of them say ‘I’m glad I’m dead because death is better than slavery’? Did any of them say ‘I died for decency and it’s better than being alive’? Did any of them say ‘I’ve been rotting for two years in the earth in silence and darkness, but see how lovely it is to die for your native land’?” - Johnny Got His Gun * * * *

I nodded, feeling my throat close up. "And then what happened?" Zomb asked. "They wanted me to try to kill hostages, missing men and women. The thing was they were from our city, they were from MAIN CITY." my voice broke then, and I looked to the ground, as shame filled me. "That's why they changed you to dead. You were too soft, and had heart." Zomb replied, but she didn't say it like it was a bad thing. She said it like she was relieved at the thought that I still clung to my humanity.

You'll be dead meat if you kill me! "Well, I won't be alive for much longer. Trading your life for mine isn't too big of a sacrifice. I don't have a lofty, esteemed life like you do. "Since my life is in ruins, I don't see why I shouldn't end it all right now and take you with me." Shivering in fright, Marina cried, "S—stop!"

I sighed. It’s a bad idea pretending to be dead.

I pulled up the video from that online post and showed it to her. Sophia's face turned pale, and she was left speechless. Eventually, she lowered her head and turned to leave, but then she stopped at the door. "Would you believe me if I told you that I never understood how much you meant to me until I lost you?" "It doesn't matter anymore, Sophia. Whatever I felt for you is already gone." Just after I closed the door, the noise came from outside my bedroom. Samantha Carter poked her head out, hair tousled and eyes sleepy. "I can smell the food," she murmured.

she pulls my head back up "I'm-I'm not sad," I tell her surprised by my mind and feelings, "At all," I add "Well you never actually feel pain," she says "That's a condition, Mika. I feel emotional pain, or I was supposed to," My eyebrows furrow, "I saw him," I whispered "You saw him? Saw who?" She asks "Ha-Death I mean," I tell her turning to face her "You saw him?" She questioned as shock crossed her face, "I knew you were special," she whispers

It's better that way. *************

Because if they opened this door… I was dead. Or worse.

Only the mess and my battered body remained. As I curled on the icy floor, my phone vibrated. It was a message from Sofia. "Ella, see that? Vincenzo believes me in the end. So what if I lost the baby? I still have him and the entire Camorra family behind me. And you? You're nothing but a cast-off no one wants. A bitch like you deserves to die!" I picked up the phone and typed three words. "As you wish." The moment it was sent, I deleted all our chats and that number I'd had for eight years.