I Know I Deserve More I Just Never Said It Novels & Stories

I knew I had been selfish and reckless, but in this moment, all I wanted was for her to understand. “Faith,” I began, my voice shaky but resolute, “I have never been good at this. At expressing myself. At being open. But I can’t stand here any longer pretending that nothing matters when you’re in front of me. I... I need you to hear me out. You deserve that much.”

Because hearing myself say that out loud reminds me of the truth. I don’t deserve her forgiveness.

"Do I deserve you?" Why do you care so much about me? I literally have nothing but this restaurant. I don't have a large house, so I sleep in the locker room. I don't have a mother or a father. I'm not as wealthy as you. I don't know how to drive, I don't know how to cook, I don't know how to take care of others, I don't know how to speak to others respectfully, I don't know how to leave a club without being wasted. if I'm in your life, I'm a mistake or an error in your perfect wonderful existence. Do you still desire someone like me?"

" To me your reaction told me that ; I don't deserve what I got given . Tell me I'm wrong and I will stop being moody." "Ellie ... I ... " ©#KCMmuoe

Because they deserved the best. My family deserved the best. I deserved the best. And I would do everything in my power to make sure that they get it. THE END

“Don’t you?” “Yeah…” “I’m really sorry that nothing has ever went the way you wanted them to. Really, I am. Because you are such a good person, and you deserve everything amazing in your life. I can’t match up, probably won’t ever be able to. But I just want you to know that you are a good person, and you deserve the world. You deserve love. Lots of it. Don’t ever forget that.” “Why do you sound like that?” “What do you mean?”

"Allow yourself enjoy this." I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I recite this in my head as I exist my car, and walk into my apartment building. Take the elevator, and walk into my apartment. "I deserve good things." I say out loud as I get a text, from Aaron. Just a 'Hey' and a smiling emoji. Me: Hi Aaron: Are you done with therapy? He asks Me: Yeah I just got back home, rn

"I don't deserve you..." "But please, just give me one chance to prove I've changed... Can you come back to me?"

Whatever did I do to deserve Ben? I don’t deserve him.

I smeared his blood all over me before leaning down to kiss his white lips. “You didn’t deserve me,” I told him quietly, knowing that he was already gone, but I didn’t care. I needed to say it. “I was always meant for more than what you could have ever given me. Consider it a blessing that you will never know how much I truly loathe you. Consider it mercy. Neither of which you deserve!”