Showing The World What I Can Do の小説・ストーリー

I’m not the first person to experience something like this and i definitely won’t be the last. I can get through this. I just have to show them they aren’t dealing with a weakling.

Alora Hearing that he'd somewhat be able to hear and see inside my head was some seriously fucked up shit. I was being completely honest. He would very much regret that. I know, I'm forced to deal with it every single fucking day. He's looking at me confused and wondering what the fuck is wrong with me. So, I decided a demonstration is in order. So, I stop blocking, letting the memories, emotions, horror and fucking evil bullshit that has made up my whole damn life, flood me.

"I have my own lab in Europe, a respected career, and a life of my own." I looked directly into Bryan's stunned eyes and said, word by word, "I don't need your money to prove my worth." "And besides, this is not my home." Bryan opened his mouth, stared at my retreating back, and finally lowered his head, unable to say another word.

I'll never give up. "Our babies need their father and I need my husband and the company needs its CEO." Her voice was thick with tears. "So whatever is blocking you, whatever is keeping you under, you need to fight through it." I'm trying, I wanted to scream. I'm trying with everything I have. She took my hand and I felt her warmth even though I couldn't squeeze back. "Please wake up, please come back to me." I focused on her hand holding mine and I concentrated harder than I'd ever concentrated on anything, pushed against whatever barrier was keeping me trapped, and for just a second I thought I felt my finger twitch.

My tone was cold and stern: "I’m only here for the pillow. You can have Gavin!" She looked startled for a second, then feigned innocence, using her most manipulative tone: "Jane, what nonsense are you talking about? Please don’t misunderstand." "I was just talking about the World Cup tickets, I didn’t mean anything else." I emphasized every syllable, reiterating: "I am just here for the pillow!" Her expression was intriguing. Suddenly, as if remembering something: "I know where it is. Follow me." I followed her into the third room. The room was set up as a luxurious cat sanctuary.

Ingrid put on her best act and leaned against my shoulder with a sweet smile on her face. "I know, right? I really need to thank you for finally setting Brandon free so that I finally have a chance to be with him!" Gianna stomped her foot and said resentfully, "He's just someone I abandoned. Did you really think that you were someone special to me, Brandon? Let me tell you that Shane has already successfully solved the company crisis, and we are on our way to get listed very soon!" Shane stood up a little taller and said bashfully, "Gigi, I'm going to get all embarrassed if you continue praising me in public like this."

Someone who just stands silently and holds a smile, while the world step over her invisible potential? Am I worth no more than this?

I am done running. And the world will have to reckon with me.

Oh, my word, can the world just swallow me whole? I am completely frozen. I am trying my best not to cry this is too embarrassing. I cannot. SOMEONE SHOOT ME NOW!