Can't Trust Anyone Novels & Stories

i cannot trust anyone anymore. I've gotten preoccupied.i'm looking for a way to keep my city and my wife safe.i've gotten distracted and my men are beginning to notice, they don't have the balls to say it in my face anyway,but they look at me as if am a ticking time bomb ready to go off at any moment.

“I don’t trust anyone right now. Not after everything that’s happened.” I nodded, but the unease gnawed at me. I had no idea who to trust anymore. My world had shattered in the most brutal way possible. The triplets' father was responsible for everything, the kidnapping, the manipulation, the hell we had been living in. How could I ever look any of them in the eye again? How could I trust that they weren’t involved in something far worse?

He stated, obviously pissed off, and not bothered that his words were a little harsh. But It wasn’t my fault that I trusted no one with my problems. I debated with myself. All my life, no one really seemed to care. Okay, let's take Kaden as an example. He was the fastest to have obtained my innocent trust but he had dashed it all in the space of one day. Would I now be able to trust someone else on a short notice again? No. not really. That would be like moving a mountain. Impossible.

Date = 13 April From one fire into the next. In the same day. Place = San Francisco (UCSF Medical Center) I just need out of here. POV – Aria Trust. If you look it up in a dictionary, it will probably read something like a firm belief in the reliability of someone. A single word that’s difficult to achieve — whether earning it or giving it. And once it’s lost, it’s probably the hardest thing to get back. Trust. It’s like hugging a cactus while balancing on a cliff made of jello. Impossible, stupid, and probably painful.

I’m hooked on that for some reason. I guess I haven’t really settled into this life and the risks. The uncertainty. Knowing you can’t fully ever trust anyone, not even yourself at times. Where you expect people close to you to betray you in a heartbeat. I wish someone was here to guide me through this. It was all too much. “Trust is a unique thing, isn’t it?” I shoot her a look that lets her know I’m not impressed by what she is saying. I just wanted her to answer the question I asked.

It was everybody. My teammates, coaches, friends. Every fucking person around us suddenly felt dangerous. It was like anybody could pull out a phone and ruin our lives again. My voice came out cold before I could stop it. “I don’t trust anybody here anymore.” Hayden went still. Neither of us spoke for a second. Then quietly, almost painfully, he asked, “Do you trust me?” My heart twisted violently inside my chest because that answer was easy. “Yeah,” I whispered roughly. “I trust you.”

It is not impossible, right? Nothing could ever be so safe these days. Everything is cruel. You can't even trust people who you thought your friends and family. And I am sure that what Hale told me is completely ridiculous. There is no way in hell this is true. "We can never find out if we will not try," Hale said.

"Fuck, Deac. You know I'm not the one behind this! Please, don't do that shit to my body." He chuckles but I can hear straight fear laced in his shaky voice, which lets me know that he really might not be involved in this, but again, I'm at the point where I can't trust anyone, no matter what they've done to fucking help me. When this shit is finally over and the mother fucker is revealed, then I'll begin to learn how to trust people again, but until then, I don't trust a damn soul. The only person I fucking trust is Myla. My sweet, sweet Myla…

But by refusing its terms. So now, he would change the terms entirely. PROJECT: TRUST COLLAPSE Because if people no longer believed each other— Then no sanctuary could hold.

“Daniel...” “You wouldn't have to worry about anything.” His voice was gentle, and that was what made it worse. “You wouldn't have to worry about anything, no one is going to tell you what to do or who you could trust.” Skyler slowly straightened. “Who I could trust?” He nodded. “People aren't always what they seem. They lie. A lot. Some are enemies that call themselves your best friend.” She stared at him. “Okay...” “You can't be careful about who you don't know, about who you let close to you.”