Regretting You Plot Novels & Stories

I heard it when I was seven years old when I saw the first dead person I'd ever seen: eyes open, blood pooling on the barn floor. In my profession, regret is easy to come by. They piled up, each sapping a man's resolve. I don't have many regrets; until now, I only had one following me. I regretted Dianna when she married my uncle Vincent. Recently, and more than that, I regret signing for Gallena. I want her twin. On my bed. Stick on the wall. Kneel.

“Why would she ask to see me of all people?” “Because Sophia is an angel from the sky. She still thinks of monsters like you even in pain.” I smiled sadistically, “The way you speak of me, you would think we weren’t married at some point.” He stared at me through the rearview mirror, “Of all my regrets, marrying you was my biggest one.” His words stung more than they should. “You know, even though you’ve hurt me to the point of no repair, I wouldn’t even say what you just said—especially to your face.”

He would never beg for his life. I sighed. “Matt, please just go away. I don’t have time to deal with all this now. I don’t want to have lunch with you, and there’s nothing to talk about or make right between us. I’m beginning to get irritated by all this.” “Meadow, there’s a lot to talk about between us, and you know it. I know I messed up seven years ago. There hasn’t been a day when I haven’t thought about you. Please, I just need another chance to make it up to you. I just want us to start afresh,” he said, walking closer to me.

“Tell me first Hester. Do not do anything you will regret.” Finally she looked at him, “I regret my time with you. I regret ever trusting you. I regret ever loving you. I regret my life. Now send them in or I shall open the doors myself.”

Tori’s voice was barely a whisper. “It was a mistake.” I exhaled heavily. “But you’re unhappy with your marriage.” “I’ve lived with that for the past three years, surely I can do that for a few more.” “Really? You’re going to do this?” “I ask again. How much to make you leave and keep quiet?” “I don’t want your goddamned money. You’re going to regret this.” She picked up her bag and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I had to hold myself back from screaming my lungs out. Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately.

A series of my hatred collapsed with my newly build feelings that were very much comfortable than the pain I was feeling. I looked in his eyes. They were truthful and consuming. At this moment, I want to forget everything and get with him. I want to leave everything and touch him. At this moment, I am willing to lose my dignity. "Maybe there is something else that I will regret", I said. He gave me a questionable look and asked, "what?" "However, I wont regret it at the moment atleast", I repeated. "what are you....", he was speaking and I kissed him.

Why not? Numbness spreads through my fingers and toes, but I'm proud to say that I act normal. Like my whole world isn't crashing down around my ears. Like my sweet boyfriend isn't waiting for me in the parking lot, clueless as fuck. "As in... you didn't want me to come? You regret what happened yesterday?" Will I die of this sweet ache? "I—regret? Theresa, come on." Dr Strom glares at me like I'm the one who's being confusing as hell. "Of course I don't regret it one bit. That was—I will treasure that memory, even if we don't... even if we never..."

For my sake, Yelena went through IVF, enduring so much pain. She finally conceived, only for me to destroy everything with a moment of infidelity. I truly regretted it. If I had known things would end up like this, I never would have strayed. Wouldn't it have been better to stay faithful to one person? Humans were so foolish. They longed for what they couldn't have, only to take it for granted once it was theirs. I had worked so hard to win Yelena over, only to ruin everything with my own hands.

"Do you regret it?" "Every day." His voice cracked. "I regret calling Hayes. I regret hiding in that car and watching him take you away. I regret staying silent for years. I regret not fighting harder to tell you the truth before you married him. But I don't regret spending two years searching for you. And I don't regret loving you, even if you can never feel the same way."

"You know, when Jules heard the news of the baby's death, his reaction wasn't sadness; he was relieved. The next day, he had someone draft a severance package, wanting to give Maddie money to leave New York." "Maddie refused?" "She lost her mind, alright? She was pregnant out of wedlock and stayed with him without any official status. Now he thinks she can just be paid off? The first thing she did when she woke up in the ICU was to find a lawyer to sue Jules. Then one day, Jules was driving on the West Side Freeway, and she was in the passenger seat arguing with him, saying he was irresponsible, that he ruined her youth, that he had ruined her life..."