Novel & Cerita I Can Make Her Worse

she stammered, her face contorting into a bag of mixed emotion making me feel slightly sad. “You thought that you would corner her with a problem that you knew she wouldn’t be able to overcome on her own. You were using her weakness to get what you want and I think that is an extremely toxic behavior. So I am not sure whether you should be the one claiming her to be safer with you. I think I might be more humane than you.”

Her eyes snapped open, their pupils blown to an incredible size as she tried to focus on the room before her. "What…” my twin caught sight of my dark expression and trailed off, taking a moment to collect herself. “It’s getting worse, isn’t it?” I bit back a sigh and stood. It didn’t matter what I said, truth or lie, it would do nothing but upset her. Besides, it wasn't her fault I'd gone against my better judgement and given in. At least now I wouldn't be stupid enough to let her do it again, however persuasive she tried to be. Being the bad guy was better then loosing her.

“Will you stop tormenting her?” “No,” I confessed my eyes narrowing at him. “I promise to make her suffer ten times more, I would make life unlivable for her, so I suggest if you want what’s best for her, you don’t like her, the more you act like this the more I am going to hate her.”

I don't want to scare her or lose her so I'll take everything slow and steady. I can wait. I’m very, very good at waiting. But fuck, she making it a sweet torture.

now I was just stuck. Her words were meant to make me regret but honestly I didn’t. It was like she wasn’t even trying to soften the blow. “Honestly, you somehow made everything worse. Now Gianna has the perfect excuse to do whatever she wants to you, and no one is gonna stop her.” I didn’t even bother responding. What was there to say? I just nodded, the gravity of the situation getting too much to handle. She wasn’t wrong.

Was she trying to make my problems worse? "I'm your best friend, not your enemy. I was just trying to help," she said, angering me further. "Help? What kind of help? You are just trying to make things worse between my husband and I and I'm very sorry to tell, I don't need your useless help," I let out all of my frustrations on Vid, which I regretted immediately. She wasn't my enemy, but I treated her as one. She looked at me in disbelief. She couldn't believe I had it in me to insult and accuse her of wanting to cause trouble between Raj and I. I couldn't believe I accused her too.

I had a plan, and she ruined it. I can feel her pain because of what I have done, and it makes me feel even more rage. I want to apologize for what I have done. I will not show her any sympathy. If I show her any kind of vulnerability she will be able to take advantage of my weakness. I will not allow that to happen. I need to stay in control and figure this out.

Her voice a cracked and hoarse shadow of the joyous, powerful and bright one she had yesterday. I look her over, taking everything in. She’s like a blank canvas, for me to mold, shape and paint the way I want to. I can make her everything and nothing, it’s fucking perfect.

Blame me, shout at me, tell me how bad I am fucking this up. "The problem is that you warned me," She said, her voice low, her tone so sad, "You warned me and I still walked in without a second thought, do you know why?" She turned her face to look me in the eye, "Because I thought maybe...maybe I could make you forget her, I really thought I can."

I sighed, "I'm just making this worse." I took a moment to gather my thoughts, handing her the tissue. She had no better luck than I did. I gave her another sad smile and stood up, holding her body and lowering her to the floor. I turned her toward my bedroom mirror so that she could see her ruined makeup. I knew I needed to take charge if I wanted to make her happy. I cleared my throat and found the strength to speak in a calm, clear voice.