Everything Was A Mistake Novels & Stories

He was admitting it. The crowd had gone completely silent again. I could hear the faint crackle of the firepit, my entire world was being destroyed in front of an audience. His voice was soft, but it made the ground shift beneath me. “After that night… things got out of control. I didn’t think…” He stopped, drawing in a shaky breath. “It was a mistake. A moment I never thought would follow me here.” A mistake? The word tore through me like claws. My heartbeat thundered painfully in my ears, but the rest of me went numb. Around us, no one dared to move, no one dared to speak. The silence was suffocating.

I could see the cogs turning behind his eyes as he fumbled for a reason, his silence louder than any denial. “It was a mistake,” he said finally, clipped, each word deliberate. “An unfortunate one at that. You can rest assured it won’t happen again.” “Really?” I let sarcasm roll sharp on my tongue. “You bought the necklace mistakenly? You kept it with you for hours mistakenly? You handed it over to me mistakenly?" "Right?” His eyes narrowed further, but he gave the smallest of nods. “Yes. All those were mistakes. Temporary slips in judgment.” I nodded slowly, as though I could accept that. But my chest tightened, nerves clawing at me as I gathered the courage for my next question.

"When, then?! When do we talk about stuff? I feel like you're mad at me, and I want to talk about it!" "This is a mistake…" he muttered. "What?" My eyes were already stained with tears. "What is a mistake?" "This." His voice was firm. He meant it. "living under the same roof as you. Why did I think it would make any sense?" I scoffed, unable to process what I was hearing. I snapped back into reality. I must have forgotten where I belonged for a second there. He was a man I knew nothing about. Of course, it was a mistake. "You're right. It is a mistake."

"Tell me, what really happened, why were you two outside the house on that day, why did you two run away, why did you let that happen to Mira." "Because we made a mistake." Made a mistake. Of course I know they made a mistake but what mistake? "Would you please tell me what the mistake was?!" Rather than answering, he once again replies. "We made a mistake." It was almost as if these words had registered inside his mind. Looking at Now, I cannot believe this is still the same man I knew who was always so alive and active. Just how horrible was the weight of their sin for him to be this way. "Everything was a mistake from the beginning and we're still paying f

He said, also at the top of his voice and it felt as if my clothes were carried away by a strong wind, leaving me naked in the middle of the street. “ What did you say?” I asked, almost about to cry. “ You heard me right. It was a mistake. The act was a mistake on my part and I apologize for it”, he said, still not looking at me. I exhaled, trying to calm myself before eventually exploding. “ What was a mistake? The fact that you fell in love with me or the fact that you kissed me?” I asked, seeking clarification. “ Everything. All of it was a mistake”. “ You kissed me, remember? And now it's a mistake?”

“Just forget about us Jared! FORGET ABOUT THE FUCKING NIGHT!” “YOU MARKED ME! You… you said I was yours, and I MARKED YOU.“ He looked away, then muttered, “it was a mistake.” It was a mistake. It was a mistake. He is saying you are a mistake. That, I am a mistake. “Hmm.” I nod my head slowly, sitting down on my bed once more.

“A terrible mistake.” — Her words carved deeper than any blade, and as Thorne’s shadow lingered before us, I realized too late that mistakes weren’t just made—they were already hunting us.

So happy and I hadn’t been that happy since Liv. No, we can’t be happy. We don’t deserve it after what we’ve done. It doesn’t matter if it’s been years since it happened. We did it, we dug our grave and we’ve been lying in it. We don’t get to jump out of the grave just because we think we’ve spent enough time in it. Our mistake was a life sentence. Forever. We had everything once and because of one night, we lost everything. We don’t get to reach out and grab onto him. It is too late, tonight shouldn’t have happened in the first place.

We went inside and he helped me sit in the bumper car. "Hey!" I shouted when he crashed to my car. "Sorry, I'm not an expert." He said, Teasing me. I rolled my eyes, psh! He knew how to drive a freaking car! I just smiled at him and also crashed into his car. He wasn't angry with me, he even smiled at me! I crashed his car again. “Sorry! I didn't mean it! ” I said while laughing. “Ok, stop it, Ayla. It’s dangerous. ”

Still feel seven years of history threatening to come crashing down around us. Daxton throws his arms around both our legs. “That was AWESOME! Can we do it again?” Dante’s looking at me, and there’s something in his expression—confusion, recognition, hunger, understanding—that makes my heart stop. And I realize with perfect, crystalline clarity: This was a mistake. All of it. And it’s too late to take any of it back.