I Don''t Want To Be Loved Romane & Geschichten

I said dangerously close to annoyance—not at him but for everything that’s happened. He leaned forward and not even backing down. “Yes, I would fuck you now if you would let me” he said and at first anger was my reaction, then I was reminded of my loyalty to Jason but I stopped. Why should I remain loyal to the man who had no right to deserve my loyalty? Why should I even refuse a man who really wanted me, thug or not? And this was my chance to forget all that had happened, maybe sex is all I need. “Alright” I said with a drunk grin as I took another sip, the drink going straight to my head.

I would live a good life with the people who loved me. The others could no longer affect me in the slightest.

"I love you why can't you understand that " "And I don't love you! I don't want to spend my life with a person like you" "once I change you'll yearn to see the old me" ~ All the characters, their behaviours are my imaginations. Any resemblance to an actual person, the event is purely coincidental.

He clearly hasn’t a clue how crazy he makes me feel. I can’t help but feel both irritable and depressed. I wish Kain knew how I felt about him, but if he did, he would throw me out of the company and would abandon me. That kind of thing would crush my very soul. I won’t let that happen! Unrequited love is better than complete abandonment. Soon enough, the room spins and I find myself unable to focus clearly. Perhaps I drank a little TOO much?

I do not care what it takes or what people have to say but just so you know , I am doing this because I want to help you make my son pay , I wouldn’t be with you , if I never loved you , so what I am trying to say to you is that I love you and everything that has got to do with you , I do not care , and for the longest that I can remember , I have been praying for this day and now that I have finally gotten it , I do not think that I would want it ruined . I love you my love , I do not know what you think or what you feel about me , but what I am trying to say is that I love you and no matter what it is , I don’t think that I would be able to live without you because right now you are more l

he leered. I shrugged. “I just might do that.” Celine was my casual girlfriend. My relationship with her was strictly for fun. No strings attached. It was an arrangement that suited me. I had sworn off love years ago. It didn’t exist as far as I was concerned. My last heartbreak had taught me that. “Maybe you should consider giving love a chance,” Frank said softly, reading my thoughts. “No, thanks. I don’t even know what that word means.” “You can’t shut up your heart forever.”

I'm always running away from my damn problems. I broke down and began full out sobbing. How could this have happened? Tonight was supposed to be perfect. I pulled my legs up and put my head in my lap. I guess I'm just unlucky with relationships on a whole. Firstly, my birth parents did not want me. When I got accepted into a family, Blake hates my guts , now I'm stuck in a loveless marriage and Vincent doesn't want to talk to me. I really am pathetic. I knew that there are people that is suffering far worse than me right now so I shouldn't bring myself down.

"I want ... To..." I couldn't just bring myself to telling him. I wanted to feel what it was like being loved by someone. All my life, I have never been loved by anyone. Nobody ever showed me love and I really want to know what it feels like. But what if I ask him for that and he denies me? "Go ahead, Olivia." The way he kept urging me gave me confidence to speak but the moment the words passed through my mind, it would kill the confidence I had gathered.

“How do you know how I fucking feel? You don’t even know…” “I don’t know. As hard as it would be to hear it, I would be willing to listen. To all of it. But it will never change my opinion that you do not disgust me. That you aren’t meant to be loved. That you shouldn’t be alive.”

As it stands, right now I am neither. “I would make you an honorary pack member, I should have don’t it years ago but I never really crossed my mind.” “I see, but still, it wouldn’t make any sense for your pack to help me.” “I would be involved so that means that they would fight.” “But I don’t want that. I don’t want someone to fight for me just because they are told to.” I reply. I feel that way about everything, but making others fight for me while I run away just does not sit right with me. I would much rather face this alpha head on.