Express Yourself Novels & Stories

he shakes his head, "Trust me, Angelique will love it." "Angelique will laugh in my face," I fight, "She knows I'm not like that. She knows I could never write a letter or say things like that. Can’t you come up with a beginner's plan?" "That was my beginner's plan," he rolls his eyes, "But at least try. A letter never fails. It's the basic step for people who don't know how to express themselves out loud." "And what's there for men who don't know how to express themselves in letters either?"

"You were thinking about saying something." "I think about a lot of things. I don't say most of them." "That is genuinely difficult to believe." Something shifted in his expression, a movement that wasn't quite a smile but was adjacent to one, something drier than his usual performances. "You think I say everything I think?" "I think you say everything that serves a purpose." "And you think everything serves a purpose." "Doesn't it?"

I think my act was working,his expression had changed from hate and he looked a bit more relaxed. I know, I know and I'm sorry. I miss you. There's been so much going on with me and I've not had anyone to talk to. Feels like I'm going crazy. Please forgive me,I just want us to be cool again and I promise not to do anything stupid from henceforth”,I said.

“Last night, I kept thinking about you. Every single touch, feel, and expression of yours. In the end, when I cut myself, I was most afraid I would not get to see you again. And you would be sad.” “Don’t like me that much. You will end up getting hurt. You both know my feelings for you are not that deep.” “That’s why I want to kiss you all over, so you can’t escape me.” “What fallacy is that?” “I am sorry about the clothes. I didn't plan it like that, things just happened one after the other, and I went with the flow.” “I know that. I would have realized it after I calmed down anyway.” “Okay. Let’s not argue anymore. We seem to have done that a lot today.”

A need to release the pent up emotions within me, everyone else's opinion be damned. I was doing it just for me. I screamed into the night. ***

I was feeling very proud of myself at that moment for coming up with the perfect lie. “Silly girl…” there she goes again, shattering my illusion of lies. “Love doesn’t need to be communicated before it’s felt. You can’t hide love and there are several ways to express it…perhaps time has changed and this is how young people express themselves these days.” She mutters the last part under her breath but I heard it.

“You know, I’m surprised that you’re not scared of me and what I can do to you. Have you forgotten your place?” “You lost every ounce of respect and power you should have had over me when you tried to force yourself on me,” I replied without a second thought. “To me, we are equals, and if you don’t want this deal on my terms, it will cost me nothing to tell everyone what you did.” His eyes bulged, clearly surprised by my words, but I was done holding myself back. I was done with being inexpressive. Now, I would say things as they came and make sure I expressed myself when needed, without minding the consequences.

Then I stood in front of the mirror and washed my face. I looked at my reflection, and tried to work on the appropriate expression. I don't know if you have ever done that. I guess it would sound a little crazy to you if you've never done it. I went through a couple of 'sad' expressions. I thought it just made me look constipated or something. I looked like I was physically ill, instead of heartbroken. That would not do.

Maybe nothing. Let's say, she couldn't hold herself enough to express what she felt. I could relate perfectly well to this because I think that was also the way I have felt too. I don't think I am physically expressing myself well if one looks at me.

“You want your friends to be happy? What about yourself?” Anna raised her head instantly, met his dark gaze, opened her mouth but swallowed the words back into her mouth. She smiled bitterly, “I’m fine the way I am! What’s happiness? Hah, I don’t need it!”