Loathe Is It Really You Novels & Stories

Why am I the one hurting when I didn’t do anything? “I love you, I love you with everything I’ve got. I love you with my entire life, Lola. I love you so much and I can’t bare to see you in pain. I love you, you’re father loves you. Your brother and Chloe loves you. We all love you. You’re perfect in our eyes, Lola. You’re our Lola. You’re my Lola and my Lola is a fighter, she’s fierce and won’t let things break her down like this. My Lola is the most beautiful girl in the world, she’s the girl with the most beautiful heart ever. My Lola’s the best.” She says and I truly wish I could believe her. I wish I could but I can’t.

The locket that I always wore even now. "Am I nothing to you Warren? Have you really loved me?" I asked teary-eyed, my heart squeezing inside my chest. If he answered yes I will still fight for us even if I'm the only one fighting.That’s the inly thing I need to know... that he loved me. I believe that if he was able to love me before then he would also be able to love me again. "Of course I didn't. I never loved you. Everything is just a game. I just want your virginity so I married you. If you just gave me that before we got married then this won't happen,” he said in a stern voice.

"Loving someone Oh, oh, loving someone Yeah, you should be loving someone Oh, oh, loving someone Yeah, you should be loving someone Oh, oh, loving someone Yeah, you should be loving someone Oh, oh, loving someone Oh, oh~" But wait-- I can sense something else with him. Why does he doesn't have any real friends? How can he say that? Oh no, curiosity go away! Fudge! I'm doom!

"You claim to hate me and wish I never existed, so why brush off the opportunity when it presented itself?" Sean was hesitant as he intently stared into her soul through her eyes. "Don't get any ideas. I hate you, stands firm. I did not 'brush off' anything. Anything meaningful, at least. So that was no opportunity. Those twats hadn't plans of executing a job well done, I hate pussies. And well, the opportunity now becomes mine and mine alone. Your life is in the palm of my hand. It's my place to do whatever I want with it, no one else's!"

I should be angry and throwing a tantrum, but I am surprised and still come and not angry, just a bit disappointed, though. 'Am sorry I didn't tell. I knew you would disagree. You are so proud, but I want you to be okay. Somewhere I can see you every day and know you are really fine. Steph, you know that I care about you so much that you are always on my mind. Life without you is becoming hard for me. I wish you could just give me a chance to be there for you. To love and cherish you. Please say yes to me. Be my girlfriend.'

My hand hovered above the doorknob, stuck in the air awkwardly. “ If your love is hurting Lenora and Striker…is it really love? ” He whispered. “ Love is supposed to be harmless. And if your love hurts someone…that’s selfishness. Think about it. You still have time. Once you mark Lenora, your fate will be sealed. Before that, make the right decision. ”

"Don't you think that's absurd? How do you even expect I go about that without eventually getting my ass arrested?" "Listen, it's so simple. You just have to make him fall in love with you and make it hard for him to leave you. After that stage is gone, you just make sure to get pregnant for him and boom, it's all settle. We'll be in riches," "You think that it easy? Why don't you go ahead with your "simple little plan with Mr Ceo" yourself and we shall see the highest bid of your result,"

"Do you love me?" ***

"You're trying to defend yourself, but you're running from something that could be great. You think love is a weakness. It isn't. It's the only thing that makes any of this worth it." They stood there, silent, the tension as tight as a wire between them. "I don't know how to do it," he said finally. "I don't know how to let go of my guilt. I don't know how to be the man you need." "Then don't be perfect," she panted. "Just be truthful." Grayson grasped her hand, his touch tentative, fingers stroking hers with the same hesitation that had been in his kiss. "I've been thinking about you since the day you came into my life," he admitted. "And I've tried—God, I've tried—to resist it. But I can't