I Didn T Ask Novels & Stories

How depressing hіѕ life muѕt be. “Dіd уоu consider gоіng аnd checking іt out?” I аѕk hіm, trуіng nоt tо be judgmеntаl, оr brіng mу own thoughts аnd fееlіngѕ іntо it. “Well, uh, nо... I dіdn’t. I соuldn’t lеаvе the station.”

He asked and I frowned not getting his question. “Want what?” I asked, sounding breathless. I wonder why I’m breathless all of a sudden when I haven’t done any heavy work.

Dax “Tell me, why did you do it?” I asked impatiently, my hands twitching at my sides cause what I wanted to do right now was to smash this fucker right in the face until he stops breathing, but I have to be patient and get every intel i can get on him.

I thought he would never speak again. I was surprised by his question. Why does he want to know why I didn't attend the school party? What would I do there? They're celebrating the day of the heart, love. My heart is not whole, why should I go there? "I don't know." I said coldly. I saw how he was confused, and even more annoyed by my answer. When I ask you questions, your answer was always I don't know. Now taste my I don't know. Asshole!

When I finally caught my voice, I didn't know what to say, so I asked. “How did you find me?” I muttered, avoiding his fiery glare. “You dare not answer my question with a question”. Adrian roared. I took a deep breath and sat up to relieve myself of some throbbing from my back. “I don't know why he did what he did, I didn't ask him to do it?” I mumbled. “Why exactly did you go to the gym all of a sudden today? Because you are not a gym type.” He asked matter of factly.

He asked, making me arch my brows. "I asked you a question." He snarled. I almost jumped but looked at him. "N...no." I stuttered. He scoffed. "You haven't squirted before?" Why is he asking me this? "When I ask you a question, you fucking answer me." He said, making slow steps towards me. "I haven't." I said. "Why is that?" He asked, still walking towards me. I arched my brows, taking a step back. "I...I don't know." I stuttered, scared to death.

I raise my eyebrows in confusion. "I know that you liked me for a while." He finally says after a moment of hesitation. My eyes widen. Shit was I that obvious? "Why didn't you tell me?" He asks. I found myself getting ticked off by his question. If he knew why didn't he say anything? "If you knew why did you not ask me about it? It was not like you were oblivious to my awkward nature." I say, my voice clipped. "I-uh- I thought you would make a move." He says, rubbing his neck.

"Why? Didn't enough?" "Dad ... there's no need for this. I don't want to be Daddy's close friend for money. Yesterday, Daddy promised to grant whatever I asked for and I have no plans to ask for money. But I won't tell you what I want now either. I'll tell you later when we meet."

“Why? Why do you ask?” He chuckled. “Well that doesn’t sound like a no.” “I’ve been on a few dates,” I answered, which wasn’t a lie. “Oh?” “No, Dad, we are not talking about my dating life,” I warned. He chuckled. “For now.” “Ever.” “For now.”

“I swear I haven’t done anything.” “I know,” I answered with a short burst of sigh. “I just need to ask you some very important questions, but first I must know… do you have a boyfriend?”