Good Me Bad Me の小説・ストーリー

This man is too good for me. --To be continued…

Me three. ***

“Good” *****

Jacqueline I've had it with this shit. No more doormat, no more Ms. Goody Two Shoes. I picked up my phone from the mattress beside me. Only one person I know who will understand how I'm feeling without judging me. Without bringing up my past like a mallet to beat me over the head. One little slip in judgment when I was eighteen years old and I have to live like a nun forever. Well fuck that the habit's coming off. I'm lonely, horny and pissed the fuck off. No almost twenty two year old is supposed to feel like this.

'When you begin to find it hard to do good, good with no expectations of payment then know that you're already in hell, your own hell on earth. His mother's voice rang loud and clear in his head. He fought back the tears. Freaking Clemente, you just got yourself a free tutor.

she is unable to control her feelings. Ryan was looking at her intensely..."so what u think...ur badluck is changing " Sana teased him....Ryan came in his senses and was just smiling " letter "A" is not that bad...but still how my badluck is getting so good...there must be something fishy..because from my childhood till now this letter never proved good to me ..then how now ??" He asked himself raising eyebrows...Sana hit him playfully " u really thinking too much ryan.." she rolled her eyes...Ryan moved his eye to Ava but he saw she was not there..

It still hurts but I can tolerate the pain. My eyes went to my mate sleeping with her head resting on the wooden table. The chair looked very uncomfortable and I couldn’t help but feel guilty. I slowly walked my way to her. She looked so peaceful sleeping. My hands moved the hair strands covering her face. The familiar sparks ran through my hand making me sigh. My hand brushed her blushed red cheeks and I lowered myself to her level. "I am sorry I am doing this. I want to say goodbye but I can’t. The more I wait the more danger you will be." I said as I kept stroking her cheeks.

"Why? Somethin's wrong?" Oh, it's so sad to think about the good times You and I 'Cause baby now we got bad blood You know it used to be mad love So take a look at what you've done 'Cause baby now we got bad blood (hey!) Yes. I Should admit it. There is a bad blood between me and him. I want to seek revenge because he made me feel worthless back then... Band-aids don't fix bullet holes You say sorry just for show You live like that, you live with ghosts (ghosts, ghosts)

“Goodbye motherfucker.” Bang!