Call Me Irresponsible Lyrics Novels & Stories

I mumbled under my breath, I slowly rose the bed, my hair scattering falling flat on my face. I blew the hair off my face reaching for my phone then took a deep breath, the least she could do to me was scream at me... nothing else right? I exhaled deeply, "you can do this," I reassured myself while I scrolled to her number, my fingers hovering on the number, I just need to tap it, "just tap it girl... tap the fucking button." Out of frustration, my finger mistakenly tapped the call button, I was too stunned to even end the call while silently praying that she doesn't pick.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. "Are you even listening to me?" Dante continued, his voice rising. "My mother is sick, and you're out gallivanting who knows where! How could you be so selfish?" I blinked in confusion. What the hell was he talking about? "I can't believe you're neglecting your responsibilities like this," he ranted. "Come home immediately, Aria. I mean it." The call ended suddenly, leaving me staring at my phone in shock. Then, to my surprise, I started laughing. It was a hollow and bitter sound that echoed in the empty park.

He was completely unpredictable and I was already tired of trying to second-guess his next move. I flopped down on the bed about a half hour later, now changed into comfy clothes before I pulled out my phone and called Piper again. The phone rang for a few seconds then a sarcastic voice filtered through the speaker. “Well look who finally got my time. Now that you're married, you no lonber give two fucks about me but I can't blame you, the man seems like enough work aㅡ” “Look, I'm sorry, I know I've been ignoring your calls but I was really busy. I'm sorry, was there a reason you called?” I asked, tipping my head back against the fluffy pillows.

He picked his phone and dialed another number again on the first and second ring the person didn't pick until the third ring before the call was picked up "Kai cousy. You just forgot about me" Ibrahim said "How on Earth will I forget my one and only cousy. It's impossible" the person called cousy answered from the other side of the phone "You have already done that. Since you don't call me until I call you myself" "Haba bro, it's not like that. You know how my work is" "That's the only excuse you have on this earth. Always work work. I pity your future wife"

" I looked at Luke. Arrogance and contempt were written all over his face. There was not a single trace of the man who once treated me gently. I said, "I told you. I don't need your charity." "Why?" he suddenly roared, his anger flaring. "You must have committed a crime to have your personal records erased. Other than me, who else would want you? Who would dare to take you in?" His presence was so strong that everyone around us instinctively lowered their heads out of fear. But to me, his behavior was nothing but a joke. "Luke," I said, raising my head to meet his eyes. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't need your charity. That's because I'm here as Gideon York's wife."

I guessed that he was calling to urge me to apologize to Doris in the group chat again. I did not want to answer the call, but the phone rang over and over, as Luke called me over seven times. I was still in the pack cleaning up work, so he called the phone there and the phone was brought to me. "Alpha Luke’s on the line. Seems urgent," the guard said, handing me the phone. I took in a deep breath and reluctantly answered the call. "What is it?" I asked coldly. The moment I picked up the call, Luke's angry voice scolded me over the phone. Someone would have thought I was a servant taking orders.

"It's late, Maya. What do you want?" I walked closer, biting my lip. "I... I hate boys my age. They're so immature and rough. They don't know how to touch a girl right. But older men... experienced men like you... I can't stop thinking about it. I fantasize about you, Daniel. About what it would feel like if you took control." His jaw clenched. He stood up, towering over me. "Maya, stop this right now. I'm your stepfather. This is completely inappropriate. You need to learn some self-respect."

“Sex with me, so amazing All this all work, no vacation Stay up off my I*******m wit-” My phone blared loudly from its spot on my bed. Depressed thoughts now scattered from the unexpected call, I quickly searched for my singing phone, knowing exactly who was behind the call. Quickly finding it underneath my scattered papers, the pad of my pointer finger gently pressed on the vibrating green icon to accept the call.

It was not even a minute that passed by and I was waiting for him to give me a call again so that I can pick it up. I waited for some time more but I was getting impatient. I at once picked up the phone to call him back. "No wait what excuse will I give", I said to myself. Should I say, "I am sorry, I was busy", or " I was in shower", or directly start with "why did you call?".... OOH this is so difficult. I was about to throw the phone again when the phone rang. At once I got on my toes to pick it up. It was unknown number.

Staring at the ceiling, my thoughts starting to disturb me again. The betrayal of my best friend. My ruthless husband. My son. And for the nth time, I'm found myself slitting my wrist again. Can somebody help me? Can someone free me from the hell that I'm staying? Save me please .. I'm really tired of living .. Lord .. Until when should I pay for my mistake? Lord, please let me rest. Lord, I can't handle anymore .. Please… free me from all the pain.