Quotes On The Silent Treatment Novels & Stories

she said smiling that when she notice my mom's silence, she was hoping she wasn't disliked by my mom. "I've heard a lot about you from Nathan Mrs Howard, and I'm grateful that I finally get to meet you, Thank you for welcoming me here" She spoke warmly and my mom sighed, she really wished she hadn't talked to her but my mom is very nice despite being mad, she stayed cool... "You're welcome miss Tiffany, don't mind me for my silence, I'm just surprised, my son never told me he's got a new girlfriend" She forced a smile, stressing the word 'new' before glancing over to Nathan, Tiffany felt bad that instant.

I apologized with in the most sincere and genuine way I have ever apologized. She didn't say anything but her eyes were fixed on mine, it was driving me crazy, her silence was making me go nuts. I had no idea of what she could be thinking of. "Please say something!" I begged out of eagerness and she adjusted her gaze to the floor. I held her chin as I brought her face back up to look at me but she still wasn't saying anything. Every muscle in me was tormented and it was true that the silent treatment is worse than an afflicted pain. I was dying to hear even a word from her.

I was okay with it, and I shut my eyes to receive its true essence. Having some sense of relief, I opened my eyes. Flicking them to see Luigi smiling. His side profile to me. "What's funny?" He turned, still wearing a smile. "Nothing. Just proud of myself for keeping you at ease. Being a psychotherapist isn't a castle in the air." Yeah, right. He could glory in his delusions. I'd let him. "Sometimes, silence is the most effective way to communicate. It does speak louder than words." He inclined his form to me, propping his hand on his lap. "You can't go on like this. Suffering alone and shutting everyone out. It's got to stop."

I looked at him with my best angry look. "Whoa! Feisty I like it. You should use this while we are doing other stuff," he winked at me. "I'm not gonna talk to you." I folded my arms and sunk into my seat. Silent treatment was the way to convince him. I'm so gonna win this. He started poking my sides. He wouldn't dare. I started laughing like a maniac. He knew exactly how I would respond to his tickles. Finally, I gave in and spoke.

I felt the heat of his gaze warming my face. "Baby, I can't sleep like this. I know you are mad at me. Scold me, hurt me, do whatever you want but don't give me this silent treatment," he entreated, gently brushing a few strands out of my face. The desperation lacing through his words left me astounded. I had no idea my silent treatment affected him this much. The man who had killed thousands if not lacs of people and slept peacefully was having trouble sleeping only because I was giving him the silent treatment?

"You haven't been talking to me for days now!" I was shocked to my home marrow. This guy had avoided exchange of words with me since the Doris incident. And now he's trying to start a conversation with me? I didn't turn to even face him. "Same as you," I replied. I couldn't tell what's he's thinking or feeling because I hadn't turned around. "I don't need to," he said, his voice hard. "I just don't get the silent treatment." "You don't get the silent treatment?" I gritted my teeth, seething in anger. "Why should you care?"

He was about to drive off when the car opened "Am hungry and there's nothing at home" Nix stiffened "Can we go somewhere already" she shouted Nix started the car and drove her to a restaurant. She entered and he followed suit, their food was served and Betty ate silently without talking to nix. The silent treatment was killing nix "Bet ....." "Your mine and only mine get that?!" she said ruthlessly.

" Don't give me the silence treatment. You know I hate the silent treatment, " " We will talk about it when we get home " Bonnie says as she proceeds to the car.

Her reaction had me pressing against her as I massaged the two globes, drawing low whimpers from her. "Stop," she mummered, but leaned onto me, eyes closed. "Finally she talks," I teased, twisting her nipples. "Are you going to touch me and blame me later or touch me and leave me all wanting?" There it was—the very thing that was making her give me the silent treatment.

“I’m so glad I met you at a time like this. So uptight and dramatic, can't wait to see your explosion” I let out a sharp, frustrated breath. “You know what? I don’t want to talk to you for the next twenty-four hours.” Trey blinks. “You’re giving me the silent treatment?” “I’m giving myself the silent treatment,” I correct. “I need peace from you.” He grins. “Oh, come on, Mina. I’m just curious. We are going back to work on Monday. Are you going to refer to him as your ex-father-in-law? Your ex-boyfriend? Your—”