Fool Me Twice Shame On Me Novels & Stories

Tyrone I know,” I whispered, the weight of my confession pressing down. “I know I failed you. I know I can’t take back what I did. I can’t… I can’t undo the deaths, the betrayal, the pain I caused. But I swear to you..every day since then, I’ve been trying. Trying to rebuild… trying to be worthy of you, of your forgiveness. Of… of your trust. Please. I’m begging you. Please.”

“No. No, he wouldn’t. He loves me. He would never—” I was at the door. She was still going, raving and screaming, describing in graphic detail the things Lucas had done to flatter and deceive her and the ways he’d mocked me behind my back. She screamed herself raw. None of it touched me. The last five years: two people had deceived me. Now one of them would never see daylight. The other was floating in the wind. My time and energy were worth more than a second thought on either of them. I got to the car and buckled in. Two knocks on my window.

"I made a bet with Dylan about how you'd react after finding out I cheated. I said you'd get angry and slap me. He said you'd only ask why. If I won, he'd use the scent I like. If he won…" Emily smiled meaningfully. "You heard it yourself, didn't you?" As if answering her, Dylan James's voice sounded from the speakers again. "Anthony, are you even a man? It's been five years. When your wife cheats on you, all you can do is ask why." He paused before continuing, smug and venomous. "But your taste in women is pretty good. I like this one too." Their mocking laughter made my limbs go numb. In a daze, I felt as though I'd been dragged back to five years ago.

“I'm sorry about what I'd said earlier, about your family. I was angry and hurt. And I understand now, why you reported them. But I can't trust you. Not after…” I trailed off and pursed my lips, not wanting to mention the idea that brought me into tears. Once fooled, twice shy. I refused to tolerate the slightest of betrayals. Some would call me stubborn or hard headed because everyone made mistakes, but I didn't care for it. Like the ‘Lost Bride’ fairytale, second chances were worthless.

Shame covered my whole body as I kept being in so much denial that I couldn't have been heartbroken twice in just two days. I looked at my room while I stared gently outside through the open door. “I'm such a fool, I guess,” I said loudly while walking towards the table where I had dropped my wine gently right there. “You should just chill off, okay, Nabi? I guess not everything would be romance and getting so wet until you continue to moan for everyone like a fool.” I didn't say a word; all I did was sit on my bed while sipping my wine, slowly and gently.

*sob* How big fool I was to get into her sweet act. The second chance was never a second chance from her side to me, in reality, she was using me! She forgive me and gave me a second chance so that she could fulfil her love relationship fantasies before kicking my ass out of her life. Indeed after giving me this letter she has thrown me out of her life like a fly. I'm seeing red and furious at her for using me like something low. How could she even do that to me? How could she use me as a toy? How could she use and throw me? I will never accept this insult!

It just hurt too much. I hadn't spoken to her since that horrible day, since I whispered the 'L' word. I still couldn't believe I had been played again. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. "The day is finally here," a soft, female voice said from the door, bringing me back to reality. surprised, I looked up to find my parents standing by the door. "My goodness, you look so handsome," my mom gushed, moving towards me with a big smile on her face. "I'm so proud of you, baby."

What we had was true. And as I stepped onto that stage one final time, all I could think was how far I had come. How far I had traveled from the woman who had once been broken and betrayed. Now, I stood in front of the world—proud, unshakable, and free. Once a fool. Now a queen. And the world would remember my name. THE END. *** Hey, awesome readers! Thanks for sticking with me through Once a Fool, Now a Queen! I hope you’ve loved the drama, the twists, and all the swoon-worthy moments as much as I loved writing them.

I fell silent at his statement, remembering when he warned me before, but I didn't listen, and I ended up in trouble. I hung my head and let out a sigh because it seems like I never learn. I'm sure Brandon isn't a bad person, but what if I trust someone else and end up in trouble again? Dylan would be the one hurt the most if that happens because he's the one who worries about me the most. I bowed my head even more out of shame because despite his concern for me, I still put him through this. Now, I admit to myself that I might be really foolish. I couldn't help but shed tears for my foolishness, dragging Dylan into it.

"Max___!" "Fool me once, shame... Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me thrice, b*tch, I ain't your kid! I won't be carrying your cross the entire f*cking time. I'm f*cking done being your get-away card! Whatever it is the two of us had, it's f*cking done!" "But___"