Romans & histoires Don't Leave It's My Fault

“Do not allow yourself to be foolish again.” So it was my fault…

Why? "Oh my God, this is all my fault."

While my roommates watched, I solemnly walked out of the dorm with Cindy. We found a secluded booth and sat across from each other. I coughed and decided to be frank. "I'm sorry about what happened. Calvin was only applying for leave on my behalf. It's not like what they said. I apologize if it upset you." Cindy seemed surprised. "Why are you apologizing to me? I should be the one apologizing." I was stunned. "Why should you apologize? I came in between you and Calvin. You did nothing wrong to me."

, said her sister. "What is my fault, Choti? I loved him so much more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT, THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", saying this she hugged her sister. AT THE SAME TIME "Bhai stop it. You are drinking too much", his brother said with concern. "What is my fault laddu? I trusted her more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", he said in his drunken voice. Whose fault is this that they’re in this situation?

I tеnd to bеlіеvе іt’ѕ mу fault whеn a mаn leaves. It dоеѕn’t enter my mind he might hаvе tо gо to work, оr ѕоmеthіng еlѕе реrfесtlу nоrmаl tо dо. I еnd uр thinking іt’ѕ mе, and that іt’ѕ always gоіng to bе me.

“It is my fault that the witches got to you. Maybe if I had stopped you in time it wouldn’t have happened. This is the least that I could do for you.” “It is not your fault that I was stupid to leave the room that was given to us. If I had followed simple instructions then I would not have been in that situation.” “Do not blame yourself.” He shook his head as he parked the car. “But it is my fault.” He looked away, and there was guilt in his eyes, “I know you hate me. I am the sole cause of the bad things that are happening to you lately. I don't know if you are ever going to be able to forgive me.” He said.

Why does he take on sins that are not his? "But it's still not your fault. Don't accept the guilt that you weren't the one who did it. I'm the one with the problem, and you're not doing anything wrong." I promised him and I bowed. My grip on the apple tightened. If I'm leaving, don't blame yourself. Don't look for me. I want to add that but I don't dare to say it. I looked at him as he moved closer to me. I saw his jaws tighten as if he was holding back something.

I blame my fucking self; I was the one who told her to get out of the house and go do something other than sit here in the nursery driving herself crazy with the little things she felt needed to be done. I blame myself, it’s all my fucking fault she's once again gone. The amber liquid in the crystal glass I hold in my hand is doing nothing to silence the fucking voice in my head that's taunting me with its words. ‘It keeps saying it’s your fucking fault, it’s your fucking fault, it's your fucking fault.’

"We should let her have some rest. Come on." They all say their goodbyes before they troop out. Tasha waits behind. She sits down on another chair closer to the window and also to us. Luca sighs sadly and I raise a hand to his face. I trail my finger over his features as tears well up in my eyes. "This is all my fault." "It's not your fault, baby. I should have -" "But it is!" I cry out. "It is my fault, Luca. I l-left you and I said those harsh w-words to you. I can't believe I did that. I should have told y-you what he said instead of running away like a chicken."

Elliot frowns and squeezes my hands tighter, "I'm nobody's, especially not yours. You had your chance and you blew it, so don’t even try to claim any rights now. This is your fault.” "It's not my fault!" he screams in my face, but I refuse to freak out again. I know deep down he wouldn’t hurt me, "You're the one who fucked everything. And you should’ve realized sooner how I felt. You should have forced me to understand before you left me, not after.”