I Am The Real One Novels & Stories

And now, in less than three weeks, it was being reduced to a hobby. Tears pricked my eyes. “I feel like I’m disappearing,” I whispered. “Every day I lose another piece of who I was.” Aiden tilted my chin up, forcing me to look at him. “That’s because the person you were wasn’t the real you,” he said, voice low and certain. “The real you is right here. Collared. Owned. Leaking my cum. This is what you were made for.” He kissed me then — deep, possessive, claiming.

I said, voice low. “Should I congratulate your husband…” A small smirk stretched on my lips. “…or start asking why none of this feels real?”

Lionel said, "which one's yours—the one on the left, or the one on the right?" Jamie didn't get a chance to answer before two DNA reports popped up on the screen. "I'm a helpful guy," Lionel said with a faint smirk. "I already did the tests for you. The one on the left is mine. Neither of them is yours." Jamie froze, eyes wide, and turned toward Tracy in disbelief. "That can't be right! You said one of them was mine!" Tracy hesitated for a moment, then covered her mouth as if something had just clicked.

“I’m excellent at playing the truth or dare.” “Damn you, Matt. You’re hooked on this game!” said Sasha. Matt laughed. “Why are you so furious with truth and dare, Sasha?” “Your true identity comes out because of that game!” Sasha said. Everyone laughed. “Let’s get started!” Jeff said. “You do it first, Matt,” Ashlee said. Matt carefully picked up a wooden block. Afterward, Riki was asked to read what was written there. Riki chuckled as he saw what was written in there. “Damn truth! If you selected someone from this group for a threesome, who would it be?” Riki had a great laugh.

I demanded. "I just realized I don't have it anymore. Freddy knows. He's the only one who knows the truth." "How does he know and not you?"

I looked at Nate's face and he was pale, he didn't even want to answer the call, of course, as now he had nowhere to go he didn't want to answer. -Come on, answer," I ordered, looking at his face, "oh, I know. It's because I'm going here, isn't it? -I rolled my eyes- Men... they are all the same, who knows which woman you are registering as "Boss"? -You're wrong, I told you that when I give myself to only one woman it's only one, but it's ok, if you think I'm hiding something from you I'll answer -he touched the car's screen.

The person on the other side of the door came in before actually waiting for an answer. "It's your dad- er I mean it's Chris. I don't know why I said that because you can clearly see that it's me. Unless you've forgotten who I am! Then it's a good thing I've introduced myself. I can't just assume you remember me cause I'm not really that memorable. I mean I hoped you'd remember me being my daughter and all but who knows how many bonks to the head you've had since I've last seen you. Anyway. I am Chris. Me llamo Chris. Je m'appelle Chris." He spoke with hardly any breaks between sentences and took a deep breath at the end. Chris laughed nervously and scratched the back of his neck that had st

I said. she shook her head slowly with a confused expression on her face. “There is no one with that name that lives here.” I stared at her, confused. “What do you mean? He lives here… this same room.” She was quiet for a moment before bending down to my height. “Child, I am the only one living in this room. No one named Caleb stays here. Unless you’re talking about past neighbors.” Past neighbors. My stomach dropped a little. “So he left?” I whispered.

"Parasocial Emotional Support Companion, and I meant back when I told you to. You've got to know by now you're the only one that can hear or see me, and nobody else can hear you when you talk to me. That keeps you out of the loony bin." "You're not real," Lisa whispered. "Which part of 'parasocial' confuses you? I'm as real as you are to me and you, and fuck the rest of the world." "You didn't get that mouth from me."

But… I cannot] [U can’t or u won’t?] [I cannot] [Why not?] A pause from Ecto, and then he typed: [Because I am not real] [You are. You’re real. You gotta be. You said I should save the last dance for u] Kate was crying now. She hadn’t realized it till a tear had slipped from her eye and plinked on the screen of her phone. [That was just a dream, Katey…] [U HAVE 2 be real]