So Why Don't You Kill Me 소설 & 이야기

" Please come back to me and let's date for real this time because i love you now... I love you so much that I think I'm about to die. That's why... That's why I can't do this anymore. I can't go to his house at all because I might die of shame and sadness if I do that...

So breaking apart a family, it doesn't sit right with me. Ban: I guess we all have our shortcomings. Don't worry too much about it. After all if it wasn't for that feeling of yours, you would have killed me like you said so but you didn't and it's because of that right now I feel more alive than ever. So it's not all bad. I know you will pass the test one day and earn that right. I will be with you all the way. Kiri: I should have just killed you and things didn't have to be this complicated.

"Are you saying that you are here to kill me? And for what reason exactly? Don't tell me it's because you want to do whatever you want—because I've never hindered your way. You've only been trying to kill me for no reason." I don't know why I was being so confident when I know she might actually do it to me. But I'm trying to buy time so that I can escape this. I don't deserve to die for just existing. It's not my fault that we look alike—it has never been my fault. "I'm not going to end your life so easily and make it a good end for you. I'm never going to let you be happy after what you did to me." "What did I ever do to you?" I asked while looking away.

"Open wide." Kill me.

Kathrine asked with confusion. “Why? Why the fuck not? Dude, I kill people for a living. If someone pisses me off, I kill them. If they look at me funny, poof dead. There isn’t a reason why I want to kill you. I just want to. Isn’t that explanatory enough?” Dylan asked finding a spot to sit on the ground. Staring at Kathrine she gestured with her gun for Kathrine to take a seat. “It doesn’t make any sense Dylan. Why would you want to send your entire life killing innocent people?” Kathrine asked, then found a spot on the ground not taking her gaze off Dylan’s gun.

Women. "You know, giving condolences is for when someone dies." "I know that quite alright. I was under the impression that you were dead. I let out a long sigh. "If you're going to kill me, why don't you just do it already?" "Oh no, Lisa. I'm not going to kill you in a hospital. Do you think I'm that heartless? It would only create more complications for me if I did so.

So, why is she still alive, causing me pain? Why can’t she just die and let people breathe? Jessica Fucking White, Die!

“I should have chased after that last fucker and killed him then. Now I corrected my mistake.” Air escaped me in a rush, and suddenly, I felt that I needed more liquor for this conversation. As if reading my mind, Kaan refilled my glass. I grabbed it greedily and drank most of my refill. “S-so… you killed this guy, Sloan… because—” “Because he wanted to hurt you,” he said calmly. My eyes widened. “Why? You didn't even know me, and—” “I hate those who try to attack the weak,” he explained, nonchalantly lifting his glass and taking a decent drink.

“You don't want to find out, Caroline, do you?” My heart slams against my ribcage. I pant so hard it can be heard all over the house. “Why don't you just kill me? After all, you already did.”