But It Was Not Your Fault But Mine Novels & Stories

All this time I'd put myself in the fireline with just hope as my blind shield. And I had no one else to blame but me. The conditions had always been over the table. I'd been so foolish. "But..." Nate was shaking his head, as if he couldn't believe this conversation was taking place. Well, neither could I. I hugged my middle, the coldness suddenly ten times worst. My jumper no longer available to keep it all away as I felt it sink deep in my bones. "But-" "I don't." my eyes welled up against my best intentions. "And I'm sorry, this is my fault. I know it. I thought I could be like this, but... I can't." I took another step back.

“Because, I don’t want to ride with you! I’m fucking mad at you, so have a fucking guard drive me home!” He shrugged. “Well, I don’t recall doing anything. Why would you possibly be mad at me?” That did it. His words made my blood boil. I crossed the distance between us. “You don’t remember shamelessly blabbing your mouth and lying in there? You don’t remember what you did? This entire mess… all of it is literally your fault, and then you’re trying to be cool with me? You helping me afterward doesn't change the fact that it’s all your fault, and I’m entitled to you taking responsibility, because it’s your fault.”

“And that's the reason why you're still in this mess. If this doesn't work out for you, just know it’s your fault.” He walked off.

" Archana it is not your fault it was no one's fault. It was an accident . You are not even present in that spot. Then how can it be your fault?" "Exactly!!! I must be present at your spot, then the things did not happen to you. It was completely my fault" she said, her voice was filled with pain. "Archana does not act like an idiot. You know it was never your fault. I know Dad was angry with you in the beginning but he understood that it was not your fault. So, please stop acting like a guilty person, when you are not," I said to her. After a few moments of pause, I said again " You are coming to my birthday and that is final."

She seemed calmer than Ava, Layla, and I both, “Don't worry about it” “This is all my fault, isn't it? If I hadn't done what I did, this would have never happened to anyone. It would never have happened to me- to us” I sobbed through choked sentences, knowing that all those voices in my head wouldn't stop telling me it was my fault, that I deserved this. They weren't wrong though. I did deserve this. Everyone else who ended up in this mess, I did it too. “We will find a way” Ava chirped in.

“You would… you would give up… all your…” He rubbed one hand over his face. “What other alternative do I have? Watch you get dragged through the mud?” He shook his head and looked off in the distance. “If I hadn’t been so fucking stupid…” “It’s my fault,” I whispered. He laughed once, short and bitter. “No, it was all me, and we both know it. I let my dick do my thinking for me, and this is what – ” “No,” I choked out. “I mean… if you give in to them… then it’s my fault.”

Please forgive me" "It's alright. It wasn't entirely your fault, I was at fault too. I shouldn't have called you a coward. You have never acted like one. I just didn't want you to give up on your dreams because of some stupid guy or any reason at all. You are not a quitter, Clara. I know you."

"I don't know... Everything. For not being there for you, for letting this happen --" "What? "i grabbed her hand "Faye you have nothing to be sorry about. This isn't your fault, you have nothing to do with it. " Shaking her head roughly in a negative direction, she frowned. "it is, it's my fault. All of it, if i hadn't let my curiosity get the best out of me, maybe, just maybe you'd have never gotten into that accident, you would have never been on a hospital bed battling for your life and none of this would be happening... ".

he murmured in question and I mustered a small smile, bringing my hand back down. “Like I was hit by a truck,” I responded and I chuckled but he only sighed, looking away from me for a moment. “This is all my fault, I should have been there sooner,” he shook his head deeply, sighing as he did so. “No no, it's not your fault Ryan, we couldn't have known he was going to show up when he did” I corrected him immediately. I didn't need him getting that notion of what happened being his fault. It was nobody's fault but that bastard himself.

"I'm sorry if I sound so miserable, but it's all his fault." Whose fault? I wondered.