I Can Make Her Worse Novels & Stories

“You should have allowed me to beat her up really well. Do you see how stupid she could be? I can't even begin to explain whatever is going on. She's trying to spoil me on the internet. She's trying to make me a bad person. I need to…ugh!” “Calm down. Violence doesn't stop anything. Do you know how crazy she can be? No you don't. If you didn't attack her this wouldn't have happened. I'm not trying to blame you, but she used your weakness against you. You need to really understand this. Do you understand?” “I don't have anything to say at this moment. I feel like everything is gone. I need you to understand that it doesn't make any sense at all. She's trying to make me look bad.”

The kind of pain her tears cause me is totally out of this world and the fact that she’s hurting only makes matters worse. She has to get better and that has to be immediately.

Don't make me laugh. Only her looks was good, but I'm more better than her. Since I have the beauty that the world needs. I can even compare myself in beyond perfection.

but I will treasure her for my whole life. but the thing hurt me the most is ..she never behaved well with me..but actually it is not totally her fault..somehow I was responsible for it...but I will erase every bad moments happened between us..and I will give her new beautiful life ..the same way she gave me new life by saving me that day..I will fill her life with love ...and yeah I will also make her love me..I wanna live beautiful love life with her..and yes that's all I want..

“you arrogant little brat! Why are you like this after everything we’ve done for you?” Done for me? What was this woman talking about? All they’ve done is cause me anything but pain. But I reminded myself that I don't feel pain anymore. That girl is gone. If I kept quiet, her rage would only fester and get louder. So what could I say that wouldn't make things worse? “You made me this way,” I said calmly, the words slipping out with a quiet honesty that felt instantly regrettable. Oops. It came out worse. She raised her hand again.

"I feel worse." She tossed her phone onto the coffee table and turned to face me. "You know, you could make this much easier on yourself." I shot her a look. "How?" "You could just… not pick either of them." I sighed, leaning my head back against the couch. "That's what I'm trying to do, but it's not exactly working."

She smirked. I was quite taken aback by what she said, and it got me annoyed, but I wasn't going to allow myself get annoyed on such a beautiful day. After all, she thrived on my sadness. "Well, do your worst, Alicia. It seems the more you try to destroy me, the more I get more I shine. If you didn't make those models bail out, I wouldn't have gotten so many compliments, and offers. Please keep trying your worst, while I keep trying my best." I scoffed, then walked out on her.

“You’re making it worse.” The truth of it hits harder than any physical blow. I can sense her fear across the miles, taste it like metal in the air. She’s terrified, confused, fighting against something she doesn’t understand because no one bothered to prepare her for what she’d become the moment her blood touched this land. And I’m only making it worse by losing control, by letting the wolf run wild when she needs stability, needs someone to show her that this doesn’t have to be a nightmare. I drop my head and snarl, teeth bared, claws twitching in the dirt. But it’s frustration now, not aggression. Anger at myself, at the situation, at the cruel joke the universe has played by giving me a

I had promised to make her pay, to make her miserable but making her miserable has ways of making me miserable too. I have the power to make her cry for the rest of her life but as it turns out, I don't even wanna see her sad, all I want is for her to be happy and safe in her own little world; as she termed it. She's a crazy one, sweet and crazy, whenever she's angry, she looks like she just wanna kill me. I love it, it amuses me and I can never get tired of it... She's doing things to me, making me feel.

We're Bestfriend for a long time. And I don't want a fight. I want our friendship to come back. I want her back. I know someone made her do that. As what I have always said. She can't do such thing to ruin me. Or any person. She's too kind. © WyByCa