I Pitied The Fool Novels & Stories

10:00pm in Ward 134. "Are you a fool?" A voice said as hot tears rolled down her eyes. She could believe her ears, her eyes and ears couldn't deceive her everybut her heart could contain her sorrow. "You thought I loved you, why would I?" He said as he laughed at her, watching her cry so hard that her heart aches. He loved bit of her pain till her death. "Who will love a puppet like you, you don't have a mind of your own, you are just too foolish" he said as she raised her face. With pain in her body and heart, she could only say a word.

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.

The fact that he was even more dismissive then I wanted him to be was one of the red flags but I kept watching. It was going to take longer for me to ever get this out of my memory but I would rather stick with the truth than to ever come low. "You have more than enough reasons to kill me but you decided to believe me alone for some guilty pleasure? That's why sometimes I think that you are nothing but a fool." "The fool who saved you from being chained and sold by your friends. I'll gladly be a fool for that." He mocked.

I wasn’t just surprised by Noah’s reaction—I was shocked by my own. I had called him a fool once, maybe more than once, for being friends with the very man he loved. I’d scoffed at the idea of someone clinging to something they could never have. What kind of idiot does that? What kind of idiot watches from the sidelines, knowing they can’t touch what they want, and still stay there? I’d always seen him as pathetic, a fool who couldn’t see how hopeless it all was. But now… now the truth hits me like a freight train. I might be the bigger fool. No. Scratch that—I am the bigger fool.

She groaned. "Don't you think I'd look nice if i got my nose reshaped"I teased. "Ew"She scowled. "I think I'd look hot with a more pointier nose"I teased. "Absolutely not.... you'd look like the fool you already are"She said and i chuckled. "Am i?"I smirked. "What?"She asked obliviously. "Am i a fool?"I asked. "Is that even a question,in fact,fool is an understatement for you, you're a moronic idiot"

Yet again over that man. Fool me twice, shame on me!

Yet not a single person there was swayed by her words. Because me acting like a fool, at most, had made people laugh—it had never harmed anyone. While in my previous life, she had hidden behind that same label of "being dumb" and actually gotten me killed. Before I could even speak, Chloe cut in angrily. "If we're comparing, who was the one who uploaded my photos onto the group?! And come to think of it—I had such terrible diarrhea after drinking your coffee that I was dehydrated!" At once, the crowd exploded with outrage. One after another, people stepped in front of me to defend me, surrounding Maisie as they accused her.

Then the tears fell. He had left again, no note, no goodbye conversation, nothing. I was so stupid to think he cared that much about me just because he did what? Spread my legs apart and fucked me gently? Such a fool. You're such a fool, Fremantle Michealson. A fool for him. _ Three 'shitty' weeks later

Her actions made his heart ache and he wanted to comfort her but rather said to her comfort, "Everyone who falls in love is a fool so you don't have to feel bad about it. Love can make us do foolish things." Her eyes lit up at that moment. "Have you ever been in love?" She asked with an amused expression. Maybe he would open up. "Yes, I've been a fool on several occasions and I hope to find a fool like myself in future when I'm responsible enough," he shrugged. Though his message was to her, she took it rather universally and chuckled,

The silence stretched between us, thick and painful. And then, his deep voice broke the stillness. “Fool…” he said, without a trace of anger or reproach. “Always giving yourself to someone who doesn’t know how to hold you.” I closed my eyes, squeezing them shut tightly, trying to hold back the avalanche that threatened to sweep me away. “I don’t need your pity,” I spat, my fury directed at everything and everyone, including myself. “I don’t need you to look at me as if I were a stupid lost little girl.”