It's Always My Fault Novels & Stories

Unable to hold it in, I break down in tears, holding onto him. "Why didn't I answer the call?" I scream, blaming myself. "Calm down," he whispers in my ear. "No, this is my fault," I reply, remembering what I said. "It's my fault." 'And to be brutally honest, you would do me a huge favor if you disappeared and never came near me again.' It's my fault, if I hadn't said that, this wouldn't have happened. It's my fault. He will die because of me. "I can't live without him," I mutter, struggling to breathe normally. "I can't live without him, Paul."

Everyone does, but I can't help it. "No, you're not! It was an accident, no one was responsible for it." "I was, I shouldn't have forced him to go out that night. It was my fault. I should have been the one dead right now, not him." "Why are you making this about yourself? It can be anyone's fault if you look at it that way! Maybe if I was there, I would have wanted to stay in too. That means it's my fault.” "Nessa..." I sigh in frustration. She will keep arguing, I know, and all of a sudden, her arguments are making more of a sense than my belief.

I always just destroy them. "What happened the other day was not your fault. Celeste don't worry. We don't blame you." Sydney said. I looked at her, but that can't melt my guilt. I shook my head. It's true that it's my fault. "If it wasn't me. None of those things could ever happen. It was completely my fault." I bent down again and dug out the nail. I don't care if they think, I'm being dramatic. Well.... I hope they are not. I love it. I couldn't believe that I can still joke right now. I'm being crazy again.

It's all my fault. I buried my face in my palms, shaking my head and repeating the words until it was engraved in my brain and heart. It was my fault. I caused everything. I hurt her. I made her bleed. I broke her bones. I made her cry. I scared her. All of it was my fault. I'm pathetic. Sapphire will never look at me the same way again.

I can’t bear the agony of it. No! Never! No! It will never be my fault. No, it’s not me! Not me...

There were times—where I wish I could have stripped my mortality away and be—who I really outta be. And yet, here I was. Again. Freya called me out last time for not thinking. For not acting. This time, I didn't make that mistake, and I still got my ass kicked. I still felt like shit and was totally broken. "Why is always my fault?" I broke into a sob, smashing my hands against the sink. "This is always my fault!" I screamed out in between my sobs. "I only hold people, my friends back. Why?!"

At the same time, I couldn’t help but voice my discontent. What, even if this is my fault? From the beginning: If a bug comes out, it’s my fault. If you fall down, it’s my fault. If you hit me, it’s my fault. What did I do that was so wrong? I mean, even if you hate me that much, this is not right! Why would you hit a person? And with a car? I could have died! Just because I ran over your foot a little, you won’t die. Stop overreacting.

“ It was my fault and I will never forgive myself!” “ Gringo!” she pulled away from him and held his face with both hands. “ Listen, it wasn't your fault, okay? It wasn't your fault, it wasn't you who did this to me! Say you know it's not your fault. Say it!” “ Ok…”

Try as I might, I can't fight back the one thought that has raced through my head over and over again since I found out the true cost of that night: Maybe this is all my fault.

, said her sister. "What is my fault, Choti? I loved him so much more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT, THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", saying this she hugged her sister. AT THE SAME TIME "Bhai stop it. You are drinking too much", his brother said with concern. "What is my fault laddu? I trusted her more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", he said in his drunken voice. Whose fault is this that they’re in this situation?