No Longer A Pushover Novels & Stories

She immediately groaned in pain, unable to get up from the floor. “Oldie, you’re well aware of how you’ve treated me all these years, but I won’t be upset with it since you’re still my grandmother. However, now that all of you are unwilling to acknowledge me, then I do not need to treat you with respect as I would my grandmother. I am not a kind person, so don’t expect me to show you any mercy just because of your old age. You’ve already offended me. If you say anything again, I’ll break every bone in your body!”

Something that refused to break. I was done being afraid. I was ready to fight. *****

Not broken. Not unresolved. Just… finished.

“I feel exposed. I feel weak.” “You are not weak.” “That is easy for you to say.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I could feel him even without touching. “You are enduring something no one prepared you for,” he said. “And that is not weakness.” “Don’t try to sound kind,” I said. “It confuses me.” “Good,” he replied. “Maybe you will stop pushing me away.” “I don't push,” I said. “You loom.” His mouth twitched. “Fair point.”

This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

Not now. Not ever!

Sophia pushed open the door and walked in, seeing Isabella crouched on the ground at a glance. She sneered sarcastically, her gaze even more venomous. Upon hearing the sound, Isabella took a breath, controlled her emotions, and locked eyes with Sophia. No matter how embarrassed she was, she would never let Sophia be proud! She stood up and walked out, but Sophia followed her, sneering provocatively, "Don't think that Aiden's like this is because he loves you? He's just using this kind of thing to humiliate you. He will never compare you to me. Do you really want to know where your dad is buried now?"

Not anymore. Myself included.

I replied and reluctantly shook his large hand. As he squeezed it, I silently prayed that this wouldn’t be yet another huge mistake that I’d make. I had to add, “You know…we’re not children anymore, Alaric,” He scoffed. “Clearly, Lucy. You don’t have to remind me of that.” “So then you also realize that the friendship we had, it’s over, and we’ll never be friends again. This is strictly business to help my family.” “You think I care about being your friend again?” He scowled. “That I’d even want to be your friend again?” he laughed. “No big loss for me, Lucy. In fact, not being friends makes this far easier for me.”

This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.