Good Comebacks To Say To Jerks Novels & Stories

But now? I looked at him incredulously. “When are you going to get off that high horse of yours and live like the rest of us? Yes. I get it. Your family hurt you, but not all people are like them. Stop building walls around you and let people in. Not everyone will let you down like your family did.” His words jarred me. How dare he?

The way he raised his voice at me in the car. A jerk is always a jerk... he can never change. We are friends now but still, if he behaves rudely, shouts at me, or gets indignant then he is a certified idiot!! I hate you if you behave like that. Jerk! "You don't hate him," My subconscious mocked at me. "Okay... fine. I don't." I simply stated. I just joked, 'That I don't want to die', and he took it seriously. He shouted at me for saying that, but it was just a joke.

“Where are you going? Come back here! I will send you back to hell! I will destroy your happiness-“ I laughed. “How? You cannot destroy me without destroying your back and bones first. You can’t even move a goddamn finger now. Try not to stress yourself too much. You are weak now, remember? You could suddenly die here from a heart attack.” I patted his shoulder and when I saw him grimace from pain, I smirked. “See you never, motherfucker.”

Thankfully, JerkAss loosened his grip around my waist. "Ey gotta go, I'm next for the ring" Red gave a mock salute to us, "Bye bro!" JerkAss and I waved at him as we watch him enter the ring with ease. Sighing, I looked at him and said, "Let's go- We..." I coughed awkwardly then eventually looked at him in defeat, "Can we go home right now please?" His answer? A smirk. ~-~ "I like grapes but I hate raisins," I said in a smart tone while biting on my fry.

Never heard of them. His lips curved into that lazy, maddening smirk. “You’ve never seen a hot guy in boxers before?” “I—What?—That’s not—” I stammered, mentally screaming at myself. Look away. But my eyes refused to cooperate. “Relax,” he said, walking past me like I wasn’t even there. “I live here. If anything, you’re the intruder.” “I knocked!” I snapped, finally regaining some brain function. “Well, I said your name. Which counts.And you called me here in the first place”

Jasper was fuming, he couldn't take her talking to him like that, he wanted to retaliate but he remembered his mother's words. If he wants to get her back, he has to be gentle with her and do anything she says. He can always pay her back when she is finally his. He took a deep breath to calm down, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that. I don't wan to annoy you more than you already are." What the hell?

I said. "It’s late. You don’t need to prove you’re brave," he replied with a teasing smile. I gave him a long, irritated look. “Look, Jeremiah, or whatever your name is, I’m not trying to impress you. Why would I even care what you think? Do I know you? For your information, I stab and kick guys for a living. Try to follow me, and I swear—I’ll make good on that threat," I hissed and walked out on him.

Do I want to maintain my pride or have fun for now? "Alec," I said just before he stepped into the living room. “Please, come back." "What did you say?" He smirked, putting his hands in his pockets. He'd clearly heard me but being a jerk was his favorite thing. "Please come back." "Say it again." "Please come back. I won't repeat that. You can go if you want." "Please come back, who?" "Go away," I found myself saying. "Okay." “Ugh. You're so annoying," I said. “I know," He said as he returned to me.

"How so? Why's that?" "I'm not good at taking compliments. I've been called a jerk too many times for my liking. People usually just give up on me. But I don't want to give up on you. I want to fix that. I want us to become friends, but more importantly, I want to show you that I can be the best damn friend that you could ever ask for."

Nadine looks so confused. "Come again?" Jim looks more terrified and starts to panic. "I'm sorry if I made a mistake. Please don't fire me." "Jim.... What are you talking about?" Jim still looks so scared. "You never say thanks to us, especially to me. Maybe I have made you mad. Or I make a mistake. I'm so sorry but don't fire me."