She Get On My Nerves Novels & Stories

she continues “And whose fault is that?" I ask her, raising my eyebrows at her. She smiles sheepishly. While I've been helping my dad in the company, she has been going on dates. So engrossed with her mate, she forgot I existed. I'm not holding a grudge though. “Come on now I know you want to. We could go to that club you love so much. I heard there's a new catch in town," Maddie says piquing my interest.

“You don't need your phone now, do you? I think the internet is what is rotting your brain these days anyway.” I knew it was going to piss her off, and it did. “You know what? I take back all the thank yous and sorry that I said earlier. You don't deserve it. You're just a piece of shit. An obsessed piece of shit.” “Obsessed? What makes you think I'll be obsessed with you?” I retorted, trying to act like her words didn't just frighten me. She gave me an are you serious look and sighed. “You're always getting on my nerves, always looking for ways to talk to me even if it involves pissing me off.”

I roll my eyes and turn around to face her. Scare her. It always works. The voice inside my head whispers in a sinister tone. My lips curl into a smirk as I find her round eyes observing me closely. “ Stay out of this, Darling… ” I take a step towards her and she stumbles back instinctively. My eyes shift down to her lower lip which she pulls between her teeth, nibbling on it lightly to feel less nervous around me. I know she wants me just by the way her eyes turn dark whenever I am close. I can take advantage of this…The voice whispers in my mind once again.

“No.” “Whatcha gonna do? Kidnap me?” I pin her against the wall, making sure she can feel all of me. I look straight into her eyes, letting her feel the heat in mine. “You’re far from a kid.” “Did you turn up the heat to make me feel uncomfortable?” “Do you ever shut up?” “Not really. Especially when I’m nervous. Why? Does it bother you?” “Not really. I’m sure I can stuff your mouth full to keep it under control.”

Her eyes flashed with hurt. Maybe she had the right to be mad, but I didn't really care. The least she could do was thank me for letting her touch my bed. She wrapped her hand around the door's knob. The woman was getting on my nerves. "Damn it, Lyric! Get back here before I do something crazy!" That did the trick. She visibly shuddered and looked at me with a kind of fear. Okay. Maybe that came out harsher than expected. But there was only little I could do when I had someone constantly upsetting me.

She was a problem, one that I needed to solve. Her attitude, her expectations, it was all getting on my nerves. Besides the fact that she knows her stuff well about pleasing a man, she's utterly useless. She's better than this maid but some innocence never hurt anybody. I pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the sensation of the maid's hands on my skin. But even that couldn't distract me from the feeling of unease that had settled in my stomach. Although her hands were soft and tender on my skin, it couldn't even take the issue off my fucking mind. Eve was now worst than before, she'd take every chance she got to get on my nerves. I tolerated her a little, but I know that I might loose it

I sounded more than just confused. If I was here then why can't she be here? Whoever targeted me could also target her right? She burst out laughing. “Exactly my point, my pretty friend.” I could feel her smiling so wide that I felt goosebumps. Those her very annoying, over ambitious smiles. “I’m still very much not getting your point?” I took a deep breath to calm my raging nerves. She wasn’t going to drive me mad… no I wouldn’t let her even though i was already slowly loosing it.

“Your foot was tapping the floor like you were waiting for exam results.” Damn. She noticed. I let out a small laugh and rubbed the back of my neck. “Reflex.” “Nervous?” “A little.” “Good.” I frowned. “Good?” “Yeah.” She shrugged. “If you’re not nervous at all, it means you don’t care.” That answer made me pause. There was something straightforward about the way she thought, but it didn’t sound preachy. It was like she was simply saying what made sense to her. “You’re not nervous?” I asked.

More than her! “If you were not a garbage collector, you wouldn’t have expressed your pain like this!” I mutter while gritting my teeth. “I’m in pain that you did not apologize!” She yells at the last part, tearing my ears. “No one apologizes for such minor things.” I roll my eyes. Of course, I am not going to apologise to her. Not especially after what she is doing to me. She is getting on my nerves. I only threw one juice on her hand, she is boiling so much on that tiny matter.

She alleged and i ruffled my hair calming myself down to avoid hitting her cause she is getting on my nerves right now and spilling out bullshit. "I don't have anything to say to you anymore because i don't wanna loose my patience, you are getting on my nerves and i an trying my best to keep all in and act like i am okay so don't push me to the wall" I warned sternly and earned a mockery laugh from her that made me wondered what kind of a human being she is?, She is not even scared or does she have a brain at all, I can decided to hit her mercilessly but she is not even thinking about that.