Loser From It Novels & Stories

I'm not your father," I coldly replied. "Why?" "Your last name is Warner. Mine is Chandler. We were never part of the same family." Serene abruptly snatched the phone from Tina and scolded me in displeasure. "What are you saying? You made Tina cry. Come here and apologize right now!"

“Do you think it was easy watching you tonight? Watching everyone cheer for you and Lilian like you’re some perfect power couple?” His jaw tightened at her name. “I saw you with her,” I continued, the words spilling now. “After I lost you and I lost my cheer captain spot. Everything blew up. I felt…..” I swallowed hard. “I felt completely hopeless.” For the first time, he didn’t interrupt. “When I lost that title,” I said, “it felt like I lost who I was and then I lost you too.” “You didn’t lose me,” he said coldly. “You never had me.”

I held him back and pinned him down hard. “What is it? What do you want from me?” He finally let out. “Just listen to me first.” I replied. “Can’t you see that I’m not interested in whatever you have to say? I’m not! We already tried all we could and we still lost so why exactly are you still on my neck?” He whined while I chuckled. “You call that a loss! I must have really overrated you then. We didn’t lose, Matt. We are just getting started. I underestimated Lyra and that’s why it seems she got us in this round.” I let out while he scoffed.

For a brief second Kael’s breath hitched. His eyes flickered. “…wait.” There. Lyra leaned in. “Hold onto that.” He tried. She could feel him trying. Grasping at something just beneath the surface And then It slipped. Gone. Not ripped away. Just… smoothed out of reach. Kael exhaled slowly. “…I lost it.” Silence. Lyra stepped back. Her hands clenched slightly at her sides. “…it’s getting worse.”

Very worrying. The last time I’d seen Princess Laney, she’d given me a sound beating under the guise of sword training. We had made plans for more beatings, I mean, lessons, but I ducked out of Fengarad before she could teach me the many different ways to lie on the ground, crying. Hopefully, she wasn’t mad I’d stood her up. Maybe she didn’t even remember. “He’s part of a group called The Losers. He’s the head Loser.”

“What is it, Lucas?” “What is it? Do you want to know what is wrong? I’ll tell you what is wrong, okay? What's wrong is that I am a coward. A useless human being. A heartbreaker. What is wrong is that I am weak. A pathetic loser. I am ashamed of how much I lost. And the worst thing is that now, the whole world is watching me lose. What is wrong? That’s what’s wrong! You get it now?” he spoke in a deep shrill, almost making me tear down again.

That was probably the peak of it. "There were moments," I said carefully. "Early on. Small ones." "And then?" "And then the miscarriage happened and you didn't know how to be there for that and neither of us recovered from it properly and everything just." I pressed my lips together. "Calcified." He didn't say anything for a while. The car pulled through the gate and up the drive and stopped. The driver got out to open the doors but Jamie held up a hand and the man stayed where he was.

I didn't lose you, I lost myself.. In the darkness of your thoughts, Of your dreams.. Of our beautiful memories... I lost my smile.. Not because of you But the mistake that was done by me.. To lose the other part of me... I want it back.. Till it's too late to fight back Till it's too late to win back.. Till it's too late to lose the hope of getting you back.. ____________________________________________________

Charlotte lifted her chin, looking like a prideful queen. “Speaking of winning and losing, I remembered you going as far as to let me be your bridesmaid when you got married to Zachary just so that I could witness your moment of victory. Now what? You’re so ridiculous! You’re nothing to Zachary anymore, so why don’t you just admit that you lost?” Lorraine looked at Charlotte, her eyes filled with pain, unable to utter a single syllable. Yes. No matter how reluctant she was to admit it, she could not change the fact that she had already lost. She would never get Zachary back anymore.

he⁠ whi‍spe​red, his voice cracking. “The pi​lls, the scans, the waiting…⁠ i⁠t’s all‍ j​ust losi‌ng‍. It​’s a slow‌, b‌oring, embarrassing defeat. The V‌anderlyn estate‌… that was‌ me on‍ the attack‍. That was‍ me winning. And n‍ow?”‌