Now This Is Your Fault Novels & Stories

She couldn't complete her sentence. "It's not your fault babe. Don't push yourself hard. If there's someone to blame for everything, it was me. Everything started because of my infidelity. Now I am punished! Everything that I wanted is all taken to me slowly. You and Daniel are the only ones left but I could feel losing you both as well." Dwight bravely uttered. Accepting fault isn't easy to do. I'm glad he faces his fear and starting to conquer it. "No, it's not your fault. It was never been your fault." Alison tried to comfort him but Dwight this time is serious and man enough to stand up.

I blame my fucking self; I was the one who told her to get out of the house and go do something other than sit here in the nursery driving herself crazy with the little things she felt needed to be done. I blame myself, it’s all my fucking fault she's once again gone. The amber liquid in the crystal glass I hold in my hand is doing nothing to silence the fucking voice in my head that's taunting me with its words. ‘It keeps saying it’s your fucking fault, it’s your fucking fault, it's your fucking fault.’

…who the hell are you calling idiots you son of a bitch? "Listen woman... you better be careful before running your mouth… we are the ones who saved your life when u were crying for help like a 3 years old! Shut your trap and let me do my job!" "YOU… don't play with me, fucker." She hissed out of sheer wrath, "This is all your fault… I heard what you guys were talking about. I know this monster belongs to one of you." "So what? That's makes it our fault? Don't pin this one on us. You chose to follow the beast. You tried to capture him out of your own greed. It's your fault not understanding the dangers associated with your choice. How the fuck is any of this our fault?"

The thought of how everything played out tonight ran through my head again. “But…. this is all my fault. You shouldn’t even be here to begin with.” “It’s not your fault…I should have…:” I knew he and Ryan were trying to make me feel less guilty but I knew that deep down, it was my fault. “You’re just saying that. I should have known. I’ve lived with you for months now. The least I can do is at least know you have allergies.” “It’s not your fault Alyssa. Stop working yourself up. There’s no way you would have known if I didn’t tell you..” His tone was firmer this time but I couldn’t stop.

"I clearly failed. I failed to protect you." "Don't you dare blame yourself for that! It was my fault I took that risk. You put those guards outside the house to keep me safe. But it was me who didn't listen to them. So whose fault is it? Me. So stop torturing yourself for the thing you didn't do, again."

I said, regret once again seeping into my heart. "Oh no, you don't." Ruthie stuck a finger in my face. "You don't get to take the blame for this one. It's not your fault. It's not my fault. And it's not Zander's fault. It just sucks the big one that this had to happen now." "When would be a good time, Ruthie?" She let loose a morose laugh. "Yeah, never. Listen, I'm just whining. A girl's gotta complain sometimes."

Its all your fault! “Odessa, I really didn’t mean any of those words I said that day...” “You didn’t mean them!? I think you meant everything that you said that day. Every single thing!” Odessa spat while cutting him off mid sentence “It’s your fault!” Aryan snapped back as it was obvious he was getting more and more agitated. Odessa knee that with the way he was acting that her plan of making him too frustrated with her he snaps seemed to be working well today.

“Definitely, and it is my fault.” “No, no.” Renata shakes her head. “It's not your fault.” she confidently tells me. Her words are comforting but I can not live in the delusion of being right when I've wronged my husband so much over a misunderstanding. I let father plot his coup before he even takes the throne, it's my fault, I'm to blame, like every damn time since my first breath on this dammed earth. “But you don't know what happened,” I point out.

“Then explain it to me.” Something snapped. “This is your fucking fault, you crazy bitch,” I spat out without knowing myself. The words had come out before I could stop them. Luciana stilled. “What?” “You heard me,” I shot back, my voice rising. “This is your fault. All of this—everything—it’s because of you.” Her eyes narrowed down at me. “That doesn’t even make sense right now.” “It does to me!” I yelled. “How?” She demanded calmly, pushing off the wall. “How is any of this my fault, Ariel?”

Too disappointed, too self-blame, too painful, too heartbroken. Jessica had been tormented day and night. Now, she finally saw her brother. Although she knew that she was not qualified to ask for forgiveness, she still cried and said, "If it weren't for me, Howard wouldn't have died. You don't have to be despised by my sister-in-law. I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." "It's not your fault!" "It's my fault. I fell in love with Luke, so I led the wolf into my house. I wrongly believed in Christopher, so I fell into such a trap... So, it's all my fault. It's all my fault..."