I Can Make Her Worse Novels & Stories

“Probably” “So what the hell am I going to do to get to the bottom of this? Only one day with her made me do and say so many things I would have never thought I am capable of! She turned me into the worst version of myself and what’s annoying is that it only keeps proving her false assumptions! She is fucking driving me crazy, man. Being cruel doesn’t work and being kind doesn’t work either! I won’t kill her and I won’t send her away without learning what this is all about! So what?”

This is bad, this is worse than I thought. Why won’t she just listen?

I had known long since that when you run a frightened heart, you simply gain upon it, and send it still further away. “I did something wrong yesterday,” she finally said. I turned fully toward her. "You didn't mess up." I was too much, I said, and I broke. All the fear and the anger and that solemn feeling of the earth when the magic got away. I didn't mean to make it worse." “You did not make it worse,” I said sternly. “You made it not get any worse.” She shook her head. But what if I fail to regulate it the next time?

I started, but she cut me off. “No,” she said, her voice low, but shaking with anger. “No more, Ian. I won’t let you drag us into this. You think that woman is going to fix things? She’s only going to make it worse. You can’t just make deals to get out of problems like this. Not when it’s not even your fault.” Her words were like a slap all over again. And this time, they didn’t just sting—they cut deep. I had tried to take the easy way out, to avoid the fallout, but I had just made things worse. For both of us.

She turned and looked at me. “I'm sorry” she whispered “I thought you were asleep.” “i’m so sorry for being a bitch.” “cursing doesn’t look good on you” “thank you for the therapist. Thank you for everything.” I smiled. “you are not as bad as they say. You know.” I tilted my head. “huh, how bad??” “well, mafia and tough goes together perfectly.” “I could be worse” “how worse??” Shit, she doing that thing again with her eyes.

Lilian stared at the notification on her phone in disbelief. "No, you're not," I said. "I promised you, didn't I? You help me with this, and I'll make you rich. Now, you don't have to please another man just to get what you want." "Alaina, you're so kind to me, yet I treated you that way. I…" Lilian fell to her knees and began hitting herself. I pulled her up quickly. "It's alright. Just promise me you'll make better choices from now on, and I'll be happy for you. You can go home and build your dream house, just like you wanted."

Her entire presence stinks to me and it gets me mad hearing her speak. Therefore, I think it is my duty and enjoyment to just rile her up and get her frustrated every single day. She is going to wish she was never born. She is going to wish she never existed in this life, and I'm going to frustrate her till maybe she probably jumps into a lagoon and ends her life by herself. That is my plan and I am relentless with it.

“I can’t take back what I’ve done. I can only improve.” “What book did you get that out of?” she snaps.

I sank back into the chair. I blame myself for hitting her. Maybe I could have just let her hit me without doing anything, then things wouldn't get this worse. Just when things were beginning to get better, and I was starting to get on Adrian's good side, I decided to do something to ruin me. Well, maybe everyone was right. I'm good at making this worse. Eleanor wasn't the problem, I was. I could have respected her more, stayed quiet whenever she was angry, then she would have liked me by now.

I hate her to the core and she will burn in this hate to extinguish the fire inside me. “ You did this on purpose, I know. You made her the exact same just like you did to me. ” Glaring at the moon, I address the Moon Goddess, who must be sitting somewhere up there laughing at my condition. Shaking my head, I look down at her. A frown comes up to my rest on my forehead. I must end her life soon or she is going to screw up with my mind. Pushing myself up on my feet, I mindlink Xavier again. “ Come here and take her to the packhouse Xavier. ”