Even In Death, You Want To Hurt Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I yelled as I hit my fist on his chest, he flew across and fell to the hard ground. I looked down to find Death. I was wrong. It wasn't Chris who held me, it was that man I had a lot of hate in my heart for . “You devil!!.” I yelled as the earth I stood on began to shake. I was consumed with fire, my eyes were burning literally , I ran towards Death. “You killed him!!.” I yelled as I launched at him, I wasn't going to spare him, if he couldn’t die I am going to hurt him.

My eyebrows furrowed, confused at the topic he just brought up, "What made you think about all this now?" He gave me a light shrug, "It's just when I saw you like that, when I thought you were going to die, it...it scared me even more." He said, "I think you are right, I think death hurts the people around us more than it hurts us," His gaze drifted away and a loud breath left him as an exhale, "Because even though I am so scared of death, at that moment," He looked back at me again, "I wished that I was the one in your place because...it would hurt less."

She's slowly making everyone turn away from me and she must pay! I actually don't care whether she dies right now or not, She's slowly crawling into everyone's heart like a poison and I need to kill that venom before it becomes impossible.

As my life flashed before my eyes, I heard some voices trying to sink in through my skull, but I was too in the moment to listen. This was it, the light shined so bright for me, leading me to my early grave, a way for me to die. All those times I hurt Tristan, in my eyes, it felt so slow and right to die. But one person won't let me die that easy, not without him eventually.

Knowing that he is going through pains is all I need to calm me down because I want to see him suffer, I want him to feel so much pain, more pains than he put me through. Is it weird if I say that I want him dead? Yeah, I want that. I don’t just want him to suffer, I want him dead as well and I want him to be killed slowly and painfully while I watch as he screams in pain and begs for mercy. That is what I want, that would definitely pacify the demon within me. That would make me less vindictive and I would feel safer when he is completely out of the picture.

Marcus spits. “ You hate him but won't watch him die?” I counter. “ Death?That’d be too easy. I want him to suffer. I want to take everything he loves, everything he holds dear, and watch him break.” His eyes lock onto mine, and I feel a chill run down my spine. “Starting with you.” My breath catches, and I feel like the air’s been sucked out of the room. “So that’s what this is?” I whisper, my voice trembling with anger and fear. “You’re using me to hurt him? You think that’ll fix what happened to you?”

~ Isla ~ Burning hot, new blood is dashing through my veins. This isn't whenever I first wanted death, however this time, the longing is a whole lot more grounded. Each breath I take permits frigid virus air to enter my lungs, freezing my inner parts and fighting the intensity that is wrapping me. I experienced the super consuming, then the horrifying virus. I'm washed in unbearable desolation, consistently unadulterated torment. Believing is unimaginable, hurt being the main inclination consuming my psyche.

Just a snap of the finger and everything will be erased, leaving nothing but darkness, sorrow, pain, and death. Yes, death, that's what I should be expecting now from the one my life is now being indebted to. I don't know what will happen from now on, but I won't give up on everything just yet. I will try my best to play by their rules till I get my chance at revenge.

Despite wanting to hurt him more, I find my hands frozen and everything in me hurting. What is this? Why does it feel like I am the one dying? “ That’s why you should have listened to me. See? Now it hurts. ” He pushes my hand away, the knife sliding out of his side with ease. Blood pools on me, wetting my clothes and bed. My vision blurs as a jabbing headache makes me wince. This can’t be possible. He marked me because he wanted to break his deal with Dustin and use me. Not because—

“But I give you my fucking word that I will not rest until everyone who has hurt you faces his end, and I am going to be sure that they fucking beg for it. The torment that you went through is not something that I will ignore or take lightly, I promise you, malyshka, that I am going to be sure that I end them all.” “I know that I told you that I didn’t want anyone being harmed,” she said, taking me off guard before she ran her finger over my chest. “But I want to see each one of them die. I know that it is not something that you would expect from me, but for the pain that they put me through, Killian, I want to see each one of them take their last breath, and just like they humiliated me for