Say It In My Face Quotes Novels & Stories

“I said, look who’s talking. The irony of you criticizing someone’s face while you look like that is almost too much for me to handle.” Her mouth fell open, her face turning a deep shade of red. “Excuse me?” I scoffed, picking up a wipe from the table. Without another word, I began scrubbing off the makeup she had plastered onto my face. Each swipe of the wipe revealed my real skin beneath as if I were erasing her insult from existence. I pulled out the pins from my hair, letting the blonde strands fall around my shoulders. “I don’t think you know your place. Just because I didn’t say anything before doesn’t mean you can open your mouth and spout nonsense. You’re lucky I have better things t

Even if they did, how could he say that out loud? How could he convince himself he was right in this situation? I studied his face. He hadn't even said it to annoy me. He had said it like it was common sense, like it was something I was supposed to know. “You’re one to talk about people that have expired with a face like that,” I muttered under my breath, but made sure he heard it. His smile froze. “What did you say?” he asked. “Oh. It's nothing,” I said, smiling. He glared at me for a moment longer before getting up.

"Of course… NO. You sort of shine. There's no way I can't notice you in the crowd." "Is that a compliment or a curse? Whatever it is, it only means I can't leave even if I try," I said in disdain. If before, I felt like my face was a curse, now, I am certain it is. "You want to bite me? Do it now. Stop disgusting me with that blood covering your mouth." I have no slightest bit of idea why I have to say those words while I am acting brave. I only know that my words are meant to provoke her. If it works, I'll be dead.

Their facial expressions show that it's all a lie. "You expect me to just believe you like that? You must think I am a fool. Well, I am not. You talk about forgetting the past here. Well, if that is true, you would have left this place a long time ago and you would have been more advanced than this. So, no thanks. Thank you for your advice and shove it up your ass. I have decided to stay here because it's my decision and not because you are forcing me. I want you to get that into your sabre toothed face, you got me?"

But when I stopped in front of her, I met her gaze with a steady glare. “If you have something to say about me,” I said icily, “then say it to my face.”

What was one more insult? I took the wrapped box from the counter and turned to leave, I faced them, a cold and indifferent smile on my face. "You can think whatever you want about me," I said. "It doesn't matter. Because in a few days, you will be biting back your words." I walked away, leaving them standing there, speechless. ***

He was spitting in my face. I move back from him but there was nowhere else to go, so I stood my ground “ You ruining your life, not me” Poking him, I know it was provoking but I need him to move back which he did “ You were too selfish and greedy for money and power, that's what got your life-ruining, not me!” I yelled the last part. I saw the slap coming a mile away but I didn't move fast enough to invade, the sting of the pain in my face hurt, looking back at him I smiled “ Do you feel like a man now?”

He in turn groaned in reluctance, and a moment's stillness later, he spoke like he was spilling gold out of his pie-hole, "I am the one who you like to call the Jerk Mummy King." Do you ever just forget to hide your expressions for a minute and then you're like 'I did not mean to make that face out loud'? Yes. That face. I was making exactly that face right about now. The Oh-sh*t-I'm-screwed face. Think! Think Lithe think! You are the sassy, smartassy most awesome little lollipop triple dipped in brilliance. Making an excuse is a piece of cake. Anything will do. Just speak up. You know you have got this. You can do this!

The person whose foot I stepped on stood up and yelled at me, “You bastard! How dare you step on my feet?” “Ugh! Really? I do not know! I even thought I stepped on a pig's foot." I said it with an innocent face, but the words were sarcastic.

Calloway’s face darkened, but he didn’t reply. “I actually don't have anything much to say to any of you.” I said, my voice loud so everyone could hear, “I just came here to see your pathetic faces. And rest assured that I will make sure that each and every one of you rot in prison till the end of your dirty little lives.”