Novel & Cerita I Feel Like A Fool Waiting For You

Following behind Tim, George lowered his head and said, “I was blind. It was obvious that she was slandering you, and yet I… I don’t deserve to be your man. I’m not worthy…” They all looked at me in unison, waiting for me to speak, yet afraid of what I would say. I let out a soft laugh and said to Callum, “Let’s go. I’m tired.” Callum held my hand firmly. “You’re right. This place is full of filth. Let’s get out of here.” I nodded and followed him into the car. I didn’t look back at the three of them. Whether they regretted it or not, why did it matter to me?

At that, I cupped my cheeks with both hands, put on a shy act, and said coyly, "He didn't say anything, really." Maisie's expression darkened. She clearly didn't believe me. "You're not going to tell me?" "Why wouldn't I?" I pouted, copying her usual tone. "But you know me—I'm such a scatterbrain. My head's kinda empty, so I really can't remember." Maisie rolled her eyes in irritation. "Fine. Forget it, then. Here, I ordered you a drink. Hurry up and drink it." One look was enough for me to know she was up to no good. Still, I put on a delighted expression. "Wow! Thanks, Maisie!"

I don't even wait for him to say anything, but leave with his food as my mind replays his words. Waiting for me. That's what jumps in my head, whilst waiting for the microwave. Those three magical words, it should have been me saying those words not him. I'm usually the one waiting for him, waiting for him to come home, waiting for him to notice me, waiting for him to tell me that he lo - no, I won't go that far. The point is, I'm shocked yet my chest warms at his actions. Him waiting for me like how I'd done so many times, when he returned home late.

I sat on the floor beside his bed and the words of those people, how they called me useless, how I was nothing to them, fill my mind. Tears dropped down my eyes. Why am I so weak to them? Why can't I say anything to them? I am really nothing to them. I am only a fool, who would watch others insult me and not do anything about it. It does hurt a lot to always be a fool and never speak. Lita's Pov

For fear she would respond and I'd miss the opportunity to give her feedback. And like that, 20 minutes passed. 30. 40. Then 2am in the morning. Officially making it an hour and half since my comment, then 14 hours since I waited for her call. The truth stood clear now. She wasn't going to call. She wasn't responding to me either. She wasn't going to. I was just a fool waiting. A fool. With that realization alone, If I didn't feel the impending weight of uselessness before, then I most definitely did now. It crashed into me like a ton of bricks on the highway. Everything crashing down. Feeling wrong. Everything seemed wrong. So wrong.

What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, la-la-love me like you do (like you do) Love me like you do, la-la-love me like you do (yeah) Touch me like you do, ta-ta-touch me like you do What are you waiting for? I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight My head's spinning around I can't see clear no more What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, la-la-love me like you do (like you do)

As the words leave my lips, I can feel all the feelings I held close to my heart for so many years slowly slipping away. There was a lot I could forgive, but this was too much. "For so many years." I rasp, feeling tears spring to my eyes. "For years I waited for you. I waited as you didn’t hide your longing for my mother because I hoped that one day you would realize the truth." Now that the words were flowing, I couldn’t stop them. "But now I realize I was a fool to settle for second best." I gasp. "Not anymore. Not after what you’ve done!"

“I was such an idiot.” “Don’t say that.” His voice was low, hoarse. “It’s true.” I spun back to him, tears streaking my face. “I let myself believe in you. Even after everything, I thought… maybe there was good in you. Maybe you were different. And that’s what makes me the fool.” He flinched like I’d struck him. “You’re not a fool.” “Then what am I?” My voice cracked. “Because right now, I feel like nothing. Like Evelyn was right all along. I’m just a fraud who thought she could matter to a Caldwell.”

Did she think I was a fool? “I’ve done enough for this pack that has always treated me harshly. For the past couple of months, I’ve toiled and I’ve suffered, trying to save your pathetic lives from meeting an unfortunate end. I’ve put my life, my relationship and my children in harm’s way for all your sakes and what have you done? You’ve been running around, acting pathetic like the sorry bitch that you are, clinging to Aiden who doesn’t love you. Everyone knows this and they can see it except yourself and that’s the sorry part because you’re too stupid and you don’t even know it.

"Then say them! Yell at me! Hate me! Just don't walk away!" He whirled around, rain already soaking through his shirt. "You want to know what I'm really thinking? You want to know how I feel?" "Yes!" "I feel like a fool!" His voice broke. "I feel like an idiot for loving you for three years while you pined over him! For being your shoulder to cry on when he rejected you! For thinking that maybe, just maybe, if I was patient enough, you'd see me!" "I do see you!"