I Pitied The Fool Novels & Stories

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.

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.

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.”

Patrick’s words kept echoing in my mind, sharp and cruel: pathetic, pitiful, convenient. How could the man who had told me for five years that he loved me, that he would do anything for me, turn around and admit he’d been pretending all along? I felt like a fool, a complete and utter fool. I had given him everything—my love, my trust, my vulnerability—and in return, he had used me. How foolish had I been? I wrapped my arms around myself as sobs wracked my body. “Pathetic, pitiful, convenient,” I whispered, repeating his words.

He struck the manager hard across the face, then pointed at the tank. "Where are the people who were here?" Unfamiliar with Nick, the manager glared back. "And who the hell are you to make a scene here? Believe it or not, I can make sure you never walk out of here alive! "Someone tie him up and toss him into the tank! Let's see if the lobsters taste better fed on human blood!" For a man who had navigated Florent City's ruthless tides with a calculating smile, this was the first time Nick truly wanted to kill.

He makes a fist as he speaks with raging passion. "How did it feel to wake up every morning beside a fool? Because that's what I am to you and to everybody. A fool who couldn't tell that his beloved mate had been lying to him for years, even after he did all he could to make bygones be bygones,"

It felt like he knew that someone was going to die before it even happened. As I was staring at him with a puzzled expression, he marched over to me and slapped me across the face. He hit me so hard that my ears started ringing. "I'm so disappointed in you, Natalie. You should be more responsible and own up to your mistakes," he barked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. David seemed like a completely different person. After he told me off, he turned toward Max's family and immediately put on a kind and friendly expression. "I'd like to apologize on behalf of Natalie. I hope you'll take her young age into consideration and don't be too harsh on her.

I'm not even proud of them. Only fools are proud of their fellow fool. I'm not sorry for my harsh words. They don't deserve my praises, after all. I'll give an example of how stupid they are. Imagine a scene where all of your opponents have their own weapons but you just attacked with your bare hands without even thinking of a plan on how to fight them without anything but yourself. That's quite foolish, isn't it? Now tell me, should I be proud of them or should I just be disgusted?