Girlfriend's Past Makes Me Sick Novels & Stories

"Missing? What do you mean? How the hell is that my fault?" "He’s pissed that I keep talking to you. And can you blame him? You, your mother, everything…it’s too much for him. It’s too much for me." I wipe at my tears, feeling completely drained. "I don’t even know why I’m still talking to you." My chest tightens as the words leave my mouth, but I push forward. "This is all my fault. I’m a fucking terrible mate. A bad girlfriend." Mark shakes his head. "Aria, you’re not a bad mate."

She screeches and my eyebrows shoot up before I let out a loud laugh. "Listen here, Sadie. You are not my girlfriend. You never were and you never will be. I used you to piss of Briar and for a fuck when I needed one. That's it. I never made you any promises, I never gave you any sweet words. I gave you dirty sex and that's all. I didn't realize you thought this was something else." I say and her mouth gapes in shock before cold hard anger replaces it.

Brenda asked dramatically, "Mrs. Henderson, right? Why are you doing what maids are supposed to do? Or can your family no longer afford help? "If you really need more money, you could send Megan over to be my housekeeper. After all, we used to be best friends. "I'm generous enough not to hold a grudge against her for stealing my boyfriend. As far as I'm concerned, what she took was just trash." Megan's eyes turned red. She then flashed me a forced smile and turned to leave. As I watched her leave, a pang of sadness hit me. Brenda scoffed. "Divorce her and marry me. Then I'll put a stop to this nonsense. Think about it carefully.

Beau's POV I had a gentle and beautiful girlfriend. My friends envied me, and my family approved of her. I used to feel proud that she was mine. But all of that shattered in an instant because of the patient sitting in front of me. "Dr. Cantrell, your girlfriend is a murderer. She's going to kill you." "What nonsense are you talking about?" My eyes widened as I rose from the chair. I was deeply offended by what I had just heard. "If you insult my partner again, I'll have security escort you out."

she struggled to free herself from my clutches but it failed. “Yes. Anyone would have fallen bloody weak with a dead soul if the girl they loved like crazy was the one to destroy their whole life only because of a reason that she was envious of his relation with her once best friend” the pains of the past crept inside me and made me fire at her. “Huh?? What rubbish does that mean?” a strike of nervousness hit Caroline and I decided to utilize it to the best!!!

he exclaimed. I groaned. He can never take anything seriously. "No, dickhead. It's not you. It's someone much worse." "Who can be worse than me?" Nolan shrugged. "My girlfriend's brother," I sighed as I announced it.

I gave her so much importantace but she just hurted me. This was the first time a girl ever cheated on me. My first girlfriend never did that to me not even the others. Actually the first died. She was a cancer patient. She passed away when she was 18. I didn't even go to her funeral because I didn't have the gut to see her like that. The way she used to fall asleep in my tarms was the most memorable. Her beautiful smile and the way she used to laugh on my dirty jokes was really special to me.

but I can be your face girlfriend. I laughed with an ached brow, "really..." 'yes... and I bet I'd make the best fake girlfriend.... so yeah...' I smiled, "well this fake girlfriend thing is very official... I just have to break up with Chris and umh.. I don't want to lose my best friend too..." She cleared her throat the second she saw how serious I was, 'lose her how?' "She... I can say she's homophobic and way too religious... I talked to this other girl in class who's also my dance partner Layla... She's openly gay.. so my best friend asked the pastor to pray for me since I was getting closer to Layla..."

" I was kind of humiliated when I heard that, but when I heard what he said about Lucia, I was really annoyed. "That stupid girl you got for a girlfriend, she's basic, she's got nothing. Just because she sucked your dick, you were so into her, but hey, you're done with her." I understood that Astrid, even though we had broken up, had a possessive attitude towards me, she thought I was her property.

If I'm ever genuinely happy. My idiotic brother, on the other hand, saw it was best to indulge me in pointless small talk that I saw was a total buzz- kill. "So you punched a girl at school unconscious?" it was more or less a statement, and I was tired of explaining to everyone that Melanie staged the entire thing just so she could make me look bad... or worse than I already do. "Yeah, fun times," I said, scrolling aimlessly through my phone's playlist in an attempt to show him that this entire conversation, wasn't really going anywhere.