Just Because You Did It Doesn't Mean You're Guilty Novels & Stories

"Sangre." I couldn't shake the guilt. I couldn't get rid of it, no matter how hard I tried to justify what I did. I shouldn't have done it. What if someone had seen? What if it backfires? What if I didn't do it right and it makes things much worse?

I'll trust him for now, until I can't trust him. "I'm gonna find the evidence I need to prove it wasn't me!" I state. My mind burns with determination. This is all I need to do. The cops can't convict me if they have evidence that it was someone else! I don't know why they just took his side anyway. That's just messed up! What happened to innocent until proven guilty?!

"Why don't you want to talk about it? Do you think you're innocent? You think bad things only happen to bad people?" He shook his head, a bitter chuckle escaping his lips. "No. Things don't work like that. This may be karma. I may be suffering the consequences of my actions, but I'm sure it has nothing to do with you." Her expression turned skeptical, her left eyebrow rising. "Really?" He nodded. "Yes! If you're innocent, why are you avoiding it? Why don't you let us talk it out? You're in a position to prove your innocence now. Why don't you prove it?"

I questioned, very confused. “Do you, for some reason feel like you’re to blame for Fiona being in prison right now?” “I….I don’t know. I mean she is there because of what she did to me.” “That is true, but it certainly wasn’t your fault. You didn’t cause her to end up there. Her own actions did.” “True. I don’t know if I feel guilty about it, but at the same time….” “At the same time, what?”

I couldn’t blame myself for every bad thing that happened. “You were just as complicit as he was. You didn’t do anything to stop him from his plans. You would’ve allowed me to go through hell just to get what you wanted, and you keep telling yourself that you weren’t a part of it, but you were. You were the only reason I was even supposed to marry that man.” “You are guilty. But if you want to assume you aren’t, keep telling yourself what you can to make yourself sleep well at night. Keep giving yourself constellations to make it seem like you’re a good person and you’re not.”

"I believe that's not—" "Oh, but you haven't heard my explanation," I pressed, silencing. Bitches don't get to talk. "See, there are crimes that will never be justifiable, unlike murder. In the coldest days, when you did something wrong, you'd get a death sentence, right?" I raised both my brows. "When it was done in the name of the Law, it was justifiable. Some crimes are not justifiable. No matter how much you want them to be. You'll probably die of age while trying to justify such...crimes, you follow?" I asked with an easy smile, sensing his uneasiness.

I grumbled. Mom walked to pull out a small portable table from the drawer. “Oh darling. You shouldn’t say that. She’s looked very guilty since yesterday.” “If someone is caught in a crime, that person will continue to act as if he or she is innocent, Mom.” “Don’t be quick to judge, my dear.” Mom stroked my head. “I’m just trying to be cautious because I’ve had trouble with Julie more than once,” I replied to Mom. Mom sighed heavily and continued, “You can be cautious, but you can’t accuse someone without evidence. Besides, why do you act as if Julie is the one who pushed you?”

"What do you mean you killed them?" "They were dead because of me. Because I was stubborn, I wanted to have fun even though they warned me against it. If I hadn't insisted on going over to my friends that night and had stayed home instead. They'll still be alive right now. But hey everyone keeps saying it isn't my fault which I don't believe a bit. It was all my fault. " I laugh, and he just sighs, saying nothing. He doesn't have to. "I don't think you should blame yourself for that. I think it was meant to happen. "

I ask. "I don't believe that saying to be honest. I think we find reasons to comfort ourselves that it was not our fault things happened to us"Nora says, and thinking about it now seems like she is telling the truth. If I didn't go to that hotel four years ago maybe I wouldn't have been raped. Sometimes we are our own enemies and make excuses saying 'everything happens for a reason, and it was not our fault' I think it's time everyone owns up to their mistakes and takes responsibility. We won't learn if we keep saying 'everything happens for a reason '.

I might as well make good use of my time. I did feel guilty for what I did, but not because I had done it. I would have done it again if I was put in that position. The thing that made me feel guilty, was the fact that all of this had disappointed my father to this extent. I had been hoping that he would be able to understand what I had gone through in the moment, but he hadn’t. He had only thought about the consequences that all of this would have on him. I knew that it was no sin to think selfishly in situations like this, but it would have been nice if it was not the case.