I Pitied The Fool Novels & Stories

But yeah if only my stupid heart could hear that. He feels no pity. He continues to pluck his long finger in and out of my body. "Damm! Man. Even a slave deserves some pity." The Dafoe guy said. "Yeah they do. But bitches love it like that. ". He chuckled. Removing his hand he gestures for me to get on my knees and brawl with him. I did. When I got to him, I unbuckled his pants. His phalanx pokes out immediately glaring at me. It was hard rock.

He just became a fool. * #TBC

“A fool says there is no God” Comfort continued, "permit me to tell you a story of a Fool who said there was no God. Religion is the opium of the masses. People are just brainwashing you to keep you as a slave. Be free and use your mind. Be creative, you can achieve just about anything. "

“I am ugly and stupid. I am such a fool!” “Who said you are ugly, a stupid, and a fool?” asked the voice in front of me. Wiping my tears, I looked up to see Francine smiling down at me. “Whoever told you that is a stupid insecure fool who doesn’t know what she’s talking about.”

I remembered how he used to talk to me in a gentle way and I would blush like a fool. He was fucking good at that and yes!just like a fool I fell for it each time he did it.I would giggled and feel like I was floating in the sky.I used to feel like the world was ours and it was just the two of us. You can call me a fool, naive and all sorts of names because indeed I was.I was blind,Too blind to see the truth. The thought of it made me feel so disgusted with myself. How did I turn out to be a fool for him?

“I was trying to keep her safe! If I didn't give her to him, he would have…” “Then how is that working out? Aren't things worse off than before? Is anything working out the way you wanted it to work out? Just admit it, you're nothing but a coward. A spineless fool who thinks that once he hides himself from the world, things will pass and he can rise up again. Do you know what happens to fools like that? They go six feet under! Maybe once you're there, you'll meet your dear Ava and she will drag you to hell where you fucking belong!”

"If I am proud of a son that can watch his father get beaten in a fight, who am I? A fool at forty!" "You are certainly not a fool at forty because you are above that age now and your white beards will testify that i am right. We should spend more time together so we can share our sad stories together and grief like brothers." "Anytime you are ready, I am always here with my keg of palm wine."

I would be a fool to trust him now. As I walked away and his words—his promise—replayed in my mind, I felt like a fool.

He took away my pride and rejected me , and now I am left to carry our cross on my own. Despite my best efforts to keep it in, a single tear escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek. I wiped it away quickly , not wanting to show any weakness ,, But the pain was too much to bear, and more tears soon followed. I tried to fight them back , but it was no use .. I felt so foolish for ever trusting him and for ever believing that he could truly care about me .. I felt like such a fool for thinking that I was special to him. Now I was left with nothing but heartbreak and shame.

"That's foolishness. I knew you were a dupe, but not this kind of fool." "Fool?" I asked, my voice with a hint of bitterness. Something seemed to kick my chest. My eyes swam with tears when the pain resurfaced. It felt like my chest was being wrung dry. Helena whimpered inside me. She could still feel my pain. “The one you were calling a fool had loved him truly. You could never empathize with me because you never loved your mate. You never thought of the future with her. You never planned a future with her.”