Driven Insane Novels & Stories

But he had already placed his thumb inside her mouth. "This is the real definition of insane... Me thrusting my thumb into your mouth... Just like the way a cock would do... Insane drives me crazy... It makes me do crazy stuff... Don't use that word again," he whispered as he thrust his thumb into her mouth twice, and water filled her eyes...

“You’re going to drive me insane.” And maybe that was exactly what I wanted.

My heart plummeted, my stomach churning with unease. No. I staggered forward. Not them. My lungs burned as I broke into a run. Please not them— Something struck the back of my head, and I was hurled sideways, my face crashing into the ground. Before I could even register what had happened, Madness’ voice reached me. “I don’t have to touch you to break you when I can simply make someone else do the bidding for me…” Madness said calmly. “And who could tame you better than your oldest trauma?”

Lena asked in a sleepy voice,she was light headed and the sun blinded her as a welcome greeting from her unconsciousness. The man smiled and stared at her from the rearview mirror,he didn’t say a word which wasn’t helpful to Mason and Lena,Lena wasn’t ready to keep shot and watch a stranger drive her to and unknown place she began to panic and hit the glass window hoping to grab the attention of other drivers after a while she stared outside the window to find out they were the only ones in a deserted area no other car passed them or followed them behind this made Lena much more frighten. “Mason??” Lena called out.

She didn't feel good at all. Like a demented person, Anna ignited her car and drove recklessly along the highway at a terrible speed, screaming erratically like someone who had lost her mind. Her hand grabbed a bottle of wine from underneath the seat of her car, as she popped it open and poured a part of the contents down her throat. Getting drunk was the only way that she could console herself. A mail popped on her phone when she finally pulled her car in front of her apartment after a long drive, as she checked her phone to see what the message was all about. Her head was banging really bad from drinking, and it took her so much restraint to not finish the bottle.

His mind was a blur, a storm of emotions that surged within him, each thought like a thunderclap that threatened to split him in two. "Ahhhhhh!!" He screamed, the sound raw and primal, echoing into the night like a howl of pure frustration. The world around him blurred as he drove recklessly, his foot heavy on the accelerator. He couldn't think straight, couldn't escape the growing sense of betrayal that clawed at his insides. His entire life, every relationship, every memory, everything he'd ever believed about himself — it was all a lie.

I throw some sand at her, but she ducks, laughing, unbothered, infuriatingly alive. “Careful,” I mutter. “I’ve got the overwhelming urge to rip someone’s throat out right now.” She just laughs harder. She knows I’d never hurt her. She’s been immune to me since we were kids. Easily the most annoying woman in my life — right after Mel and my mother. “I don’t know,” I say finally. “If this is love.” I pause. Swallow. “But I do know she’s the only fucking girl on this planet who can drive me completely insane.”

I WANTED HIM TO MOVE FASTER! “Oh, fucking hell, Robin. You drive me nuts.” If I wasn’t so high on adrenaline and going nuts myself, I would’ve told him to fucking tip me over already, but I couldn’t demand anything. He wanted to drive me crazy, he wanted slow. Maybe one of these days, I would actually run mad on the streets. “Jack, I’m fucking going mad!”

I didn’t wait for clearance, didn’t care about the guards yelling after me as I tore out of the compound like a madman. I was fury in motion. Street lights blurred. Horns blared. The tires screamed against the road with every reckless turn. I drove like a drunk, but my eyes were sharp, locked on nothing and everything. My mind was chaos, but my hands were steady. I was possessed. I ran red lights. Swerved past cars like they were standing still. Nearly clipped a delivery van and didn’t blink. One man cursed out his window. I didn’t hear it, I heard her. Her breathless groans. Her desperate cries.

, Anna again lost it, and yelled at him, without even a trace of terror in her sharp glare. It was not remorse on Hazel's face, but fear. " It's time for you to go!", Hayden declared, getting irritated by Anna's constant provocation. Hazel felt her surroundings blur, and her body was drained off energy. Again, shedding of blood ,"no", a myriads of a horrible night ten years ago stimulated her old wounds, making her totally insane and filled with extreme panicked.Just, the mere imagination of Anna covering with blood, made her go insane. A terrible anguish engulfed her soul. While the nozzle of his gun was still leveled up at Anna's forehead.