It's Not Me It's You Novels & Stories

It's not, I hate you. It's not, You are fired. It's not, You are nothing to me. It's not, You have become a nuisance. It's not, You better pack your bags. It's not, I can't worry about you. It is, "YOU ARE TOO LOUD. YOU HAVE NO PLACE IN MY LIFE. I DON'T WANT YOU ANYMORE."

" I remembered saying those exact words to someone. The those words rang in my head, who did I say those words to. Flash back "it not you it's me , I'm sorr-" I wasn't able to finished the statement with the hard slap slammed to my jaw surly breaking it. The apology flowers i held in my hands fell to the ground. Veronica crushed the flowers angry with her foot her gaze locked to mine angrily glaring at me. Her blue eyes shone with hate. You will pay Noah Williams.. that's a promise." She finishes and left taking along my heart i never knew from these day belongs to her now.

"But you're not my mother." ***

Ya, right, let us back track that entire thing. A great man once said, "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." Didn't he add an "aw, fuck it" on the end? That's the part I can't get right. "Fuck it, and fuck you." I say it, and I think it, and I never believe it.

I am not broken". Emma and I said at the same time. "AhaHhaaahaaa" that witch laughed and then said," If both of you aren't broken than who is the one which is broken. Is it me? Denying the reality doesn't change it but it'll make you feel better". Emma and I looked at each other and then again to that witch. She continued," One is trying to fight with none other than himself and the other is trying to fight her destiny. Oh, it's so interesting. But remember that the fight with your own self is the harder one. Tell me. Why are you both here?"

"Because they know who you ARE, not who you were." "But what if that's not enough?" "It will be. It has to be."

Zac shared a pitiful look with me after revealing the most heartbreaking news to his best friend; his shitty, narcissistic , perverted friend who is me. "But we always share most of our classes, of not all of them," I defended, my eyes melting into soft pleading ones. "Well, I guess you're going to add this class to the list of classes that we won't be sharing because I can't keep doing this, Max," "Zac-" It's not you, it's me," That was proceeded with a light chuckle and I laughed at the famous speech of it's not you, it's me right before someone dumps their better half, it fitting our current conversation in an ironic way.

“It’ѕ not thаt ѕіmрlе.” “Wеll you knоw what? I’m ѕісk оf thаt line. Of course іt’ѕ that ѕіmрlе. If thаt wаѕ your friend, or your sister, wоuld you lеаvе hеr back there?” “Yоu don’t gеt іt, Cаrrіе.”

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. 9- 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘚𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘰𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳.

You think you’re better than me? You think you can do this to me? I know where you live. I’ll show you can’t do this to me.