He's Right But He Shouldn't Say It Novels & Stories

"I can see I was wrong." He did not just say that.

What am I to do ? "No you are probably right... It is probably a bad idea". He says slowly. For a while none of say anything, then I hear him curse low to himself. His voice suddenly has an edge. "I am so damn tired of doing the right thing Sol. Aren't you ?" "Yes". I whisper.

Hating him right now. -----------------

It hurt. He said he's sorry, but he's not sorry. What did I expect, right?

I said. He let out a quiet exhale. “You said what you needed to say.” He said, But that didn’t feel right, not after everything. “I meant what I said about… you crossing lines,” I added. “Yeah,” he replied. “I figured.” “But—” I paused and exhaled. Because this part mattered. “… I shouldn’t have said it like that.” Silence again, then—“… Okay,” he said again. I frowned again. “You’re really not going to argue?” I almost snapped.

And then, gently— he said something completely insane. “Why not go say hello?”

I am now literally simping over him! "It's not the right time for us to do that thing. Not yet." - @GrandDandelion

"No, you don’t." And damn him, he was right.

He said a little more adamantly, shrugging nonchalantly as he did so. He had started to move toward me. A little bit menacingly. "Would that not be wrong?" I asked. I should have said something else. I should have said, "That makes me uncomfortable." I should have said, "I would not hide something from my friend." He was right next to me. I backed away but he kept close. "It would be wrong," he agreed, "And I know it is a cliché to say this but, at this moment, I think it is the perfect thing to say, but sometimes something very, very wrong can feel very, very right."

, He noted And he wasn't wrong. He was so damn right.