Novel & Cerita Im Scared Meme

“I… I am scared, Rhys… I am scared of this… love. I don’t know what… what…” “You’re scared of your past.” Amara’s eyes widen in surprise and uncertainty. She swallowed the lump in her throat, her voice barely above a whisper. “It… haunts me, consumes me, I try to forget but the memories, linger like shadows that never fade,” she took a deep breath, her voice trembling. “I am scared of what I’d find there.”

This is really scaring me. I stared at the screen, my chest rising and falling too fast. My phone buzzed again. I jumped. ╭───────────────╮ Unknown: You’re fucking gorgeous when you’re scared. I'd love to show you who I really am but if you saw the real me, you'd know how fucked in the head I really am. You'd run. ╰───────────────╯ I clutched the phone like it was burning me, my eyes flicking to every shadow, every face.

I yelled subconsciously and trying to break out from the trap I think I'm in. Someone was kneading my butt from behind and I tried to find Cole or is that everyone looks like Cole? I breath hard, gasp as a gripping sensation flushes inside me. Unfortunately, everything is blurry, I feel weaker, subconsciously and so scared that I froze. Please... someone help me, I don't know what's happening to me. I can't think, horror wears me off and my heart keeps hammering. Everyone looks like a joker, they're scary and why?

They were looking as if we would just eat them raw. What were they scared of? Me? Am I that scary? I pouted a bit. Why would they be scared of me? Ain't I look cuuuute? I made a face looking at my reflection in the glass door. Hmm...I don't think so this face would scare anyone.

Dior asked more gently. "Because I'm scared. They look like logs of wood. Phobia for...that is a real thing y'know." She rubbed her palms together nervously as she eyed their dicks. You see, ever since the day Dre humped her and she told him to try putting it in her, Mimi became scared. When he refused, she had been the one to straddle him and tried to sit on it and the female had screamed bloody murder claiming Dre was trying to kill her and why did he listen to her when he himself knew he wouldn't fit. "C'mere," Dre palmed himself and her legs moved before her brain could register what was going on.

Flashback Monte Rio, CA A black car drove through a desolate road. On the right and left are full of dense and lush forest trees. Inside the car, Anne, sitting next to Jack, is feeling anxious. Jack who was driving the car glanced at Anne who was squeezing the hem of her dress. "It's okay, everything will be fine." Jack tried to calm Anne down, as if he knew what was going through her mind. "I'm scared," she said hesitantly.

Fuck Milo where the hell are you? “Why do I feel like you’re scared of me?” His question sent a shiver down my spine. I forced myself to laugh humorlessly, at least almost believable that I thought it was something funny. It was not.

I am now regretting why do I did that, what is really going inside my head to think that watching a movie, a scary movie to be exact, alone? Why? Did I even think straight? "Aah!" I screamed a bit when my thighs felt something in which is in fact just a pillow. I kicked it off because of annoyance towards myself. I am really dumb. I’m really, really scared. I’m not really of a scaredy cat person and I don't even believe in supernatural things, but that movie, is somehow really scary that I think it will haunt me till the day I die. I'm nearly crying because of frustration and my imaginations that is kept on getting more scarier.

After a few seconds, I remembered what he had been pointing at previously, and I decided to point it out. “So, you’re scared of women?” I asked really slowly, with my eyebrows raised a little. “Oh, yeah. Especially those older than myself.” He informed me and waited a couple of moments before continuing. “I mean, not like scared-scared, but like, scared.” I started to nod my head after a moment, pretending like I really had understood what he meant by ‘scared - scared’. “Why though?” I asked after a fleeting moment. “Oh, uh, well because they're really scary creatures.” He continued and rolled my eyes a little and breathed out a small chuckle.

“What’s wrong?” I sniffed not able to control myself anymore and wrapped my arms around him. Hiding my face into his chest, “I’m scared.” The fear brought back my past flashing in front of me, the pain, the fear, everything was just too much for me. “I’m scared of once again being the reason for the disaster. I’m scared of once again seeing my family, my members being brutally killed while saving me, I’m scared of losing you all, I’m scared of again losing the reason to live.” I pulled my head from his chest and looked up at him. “I’m scared of once again experiencing life alone,” I whispered and took a pause diving deep into his eyes, so deep that I won’t ever have to come out.