Now This Is Your Fault Novels & Stories

"Stop. It's not your fault." I hadn't even realized I'd been projecting into our mindlink. "But it is," I whimpered. "It's all my fault." "Listen to me." He pulled out of the hug, holding my shoulders, and looking me straight in the eyes. "It is not your fault. Do you hear me? It's not your fault. It's Ravenna's fault, and you've gotten rid of her. Okay?" I began to shake my head, and Dante shook me slightly.

"That's not true! You could have said no, you know?" "Well, I couldn't have. Every fibre of my being screamed for you to stay. It's not my fault if I fell in love with you. It's your fault if you didn't know it. It's your fault that I got caught. It's your fault that I became your prisoner. None of it is your fault. But that's not important anymore."

"It concerns me because it includes you! You don’t know I left in the camp just to come here to check on you.” “So, why did it become my fault? Why are you here? Did I ask you to come?” I was annoyed by his sentiments. “Yes, it is your fault. If you just stay at home, you will not be here and get that,” he blames me. “Huh?” Are you sure that you are blaming me now? FYI, if you didn’t call me, I would be got into incident so technically, it was your fault not mine!” ---

Why did I let it get to this? "I will find him and make him pay for this" "It's your fault I'm like this. It's your fault" "I'm sorry" ******************************************

I just want to graduate and make ends meet. And now, looking back it is really all my fault and I couldn’t help but to blame myself, and only am. In this life, I’ve learned that no one will have the right to have a say in your life. The same thing with whatever that’s happening to you in the present and in the future. You are responsible for your own mistakes and failure. No matter where it will land, whoever it is that’s involved… In the end, it’s only yourself. You are to blame. You are to be scolded, you deserve to suffer.

He deserved it because he was the only one to be blamed for this! If he didn't try to use me as a play-date,then we wouldn't be in that situation! "It's all your fault!Look at us now!Helpless!I told you...huh..i told you it wasn't a good idea coming here! I told you that it was illegal,that we should leave!Nooooo..Mister Dylan wants to follow his own mind and not listen yo whatever the fuck i say! See?Do you see where your stubbornness brought us?!Like a rat in a trap,you see?It's over! Can you hear me Dylan; it's all your fault!It's over for us!"

"Are you going to blame me for every sh*tty thing that happens to you now?" "No, but I'm going to blame you for the things you caused? Whose fault is it that she lost her father? Whose fault is it that she thinks it's either me or Logan that commited the crime? Whose f*cking fault is it that we got into an argument because of how f*cked up everything is? It's all your f*cking fault, you little piece of sh*t!" I yelled as I slammed my hands against his chest.

Not yet. " If you think treating me like a patient is going to reduce your punishment for the trouble you caused, then you must be deceiving yourself cause it'll only get worse." She turned to him with a frown, "What trouble did I cause?." He scoffed, "Like you don't know," " I don't know, I did nothing wrong here," " Whose fault is it that we're in this situation," " Eh? Are you saying it's my fault?" she pointed at herself in disbelief, " how on earth is it my fault?"

“It’s no one’s fault!” I shook my head, but he stood from his chair and limped over to me and hugged me. “It’s not your fault, anymore than it’s Scott’s or Tiff’s or Shirley’s or mine. It’s just something that happened, and there isn’t anything we can do to change it. You can’t keep blaming yourselves,” he said, looking at each of us. “It’s not your fault,” he whispered, tucking my head under his chin.

she said between shallow breaths, “do you honestly think this is your fault?” Mimi’s eyes darted to the floor, her expression crumbling under Mia’s gaze. “Of course, it is,” she whispered, guilt lacing her tone. “I shouldn’t have left that day then he wouldn't have found us.” “Yeah, sure, it's your fault. Happy? Arguing with you over this is pointless, what has happened has happened. It is what it is.”