I'm Dead Inside Meme Novels & Stories

In my panic and desperation, I found myself hugging the leg of what appeared to be their boss, clinging to him like a child to a parent. "Don't leave me here! I'm afraid of ghosts!" I cried out, my voice muffled against his leg. The sight of those bodies, the reality of violent death, had shattered what little composure I had left. In my traumatized state, the dead men seemed like they might rise at any moment, seeking revenge on the living. "Fuck," the man cursed, rubbing his temples in obvious irritation. I didn't let go of his leg, my grip tightening with my fear.

He muttered, giving Abel a hard glare who smirked, shrugging and not minding the compliment at all. “How long I’ve been dead?” Zadkiel questioned them, stretching. “Six years,” Abel answered making him freeze. “What?!” He stared at him, startled. Abel looked down, not meeting Zadkiel’s gaze. Zadkiel turned his head to Irvin. “I’ve been dead for six years?!” He freaked out but before Irvin could reply. “Well… the thing is you played with us and I thought why not return you a favour.” Abel put on a broad, sweet smile on his face. Zadkiel glared at him but of course, he couldn’t do anything about it because he started it.

I shouted with all my might. "I'm sorry, treasure, but I'm afraid that's impossible." some of the men told me. "What are you going to do? Please take everything ... I'll give you everything but let us go." I was dying of fear. I didn't know what was coming. They were laughing. Apparently it was funny for them that I was praying for our lives. "Treasure, your man owes us so much moee than just money and he will pay with his life," said one of the men.

Over my dead fucking body. **************************************************

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"I’ve saved you the trouble of throwing me out. I’m leaving. For good." "You’re going nowhere!" Edward roared. Suddenly, his phone buzzed in his pocket—a sharp, insistent haptic rhythm. He went to silence it, but as his eyes fell on the screen, the color drained from his skin, replaced by a deathly, bruised purple. He stared at the screen for a long, agonizing beat before letting out a guttural, jagged laugh. He turned the phone around, thrusting it inches from my face. "So this is it," he sneered, his voice shaking with a volatile mix of wounded ego and hatred. "This is why you’ve suddenly found your spine. This is why you’re so 'brave' tonight."

Lifeless. And then, I hit send.

Jake crouches down in front of me, holding my chin up. "She's dead, my Grams is dead, she just died and left me behind. She fucking died and now I have no one. She left and now I have no family left what so ever. Everybody just leaves me. Everybody does, everyone I love just leaves me. She's dead and she's never coming back, because no one ever comes back for me. Even you didn't come back for me, no one does, no one cares. I'm not worth staying", at first, I am yelling, but then I break down and cry like hell, while my whole body is shaking .