Stop Me If You Heard This One Before Novels & Stories

Zoe winked seductively, flashing the asymmetrical smile she always wears when dealing with humans she finds annoying. In the next split second, Zoe shifted her focus to the three other girls to the right and left of the tall girl. "I just wanted to let you know. That black man over there will always record your activities in bed and share the video with other assholes in his group chats. Then there's the redhead, who always screams like a hungry horse when he's dealing with you. And he has a slanted eye. When you spend the night with him, you should always keep any ointment or medicine in your bag." Zoe gave a lengthy explanation to the three women who were staring at her with disregard.

Tessa kept refreshing my results page, muttering to herself the whole time. "No way. This must be a system glitch!" The principal and a few reporters came over, staring straight at my score screen. My score was blank. Below it was a line in bold: "Total score: You are ranked in the top 50. Please check back on the 27th for more details." Everyone in the room was stunned. Even the comments section froze for several seconds before it exploded again.

Madison, on the other hand, promptly filed for leave. I thought I had done a good deed, but I never imagined it would be the reason I ended up dead.

They finally realized that my real goal was not to confront them, but to expose their crime to the public. When I grinned happily, the baby’s whisper was heard again. “Mom, you’ve gone too far! Apologize to the media now and clarify that you were just acting! Otherwise, I’ll hate you and won’t recognize you when I’m born!” The baby’s whisper was grating on my nerves, so I reached up, pulled off a necklace hanging around my neck, and threw it to the ground. The baby’s whisper instantly stopped. “You used this key to transmit all these thoughts to me, right? I figured it out. My dear sister, did you already plan to kill me when you were still a kid?”

‘You want this.’ A voice I’ve never heard before filters through my brain. I look around to see if anyone else is here, but I don’t see anyone. ‘All the drama, all the pain. Don’t you just want it all to be over?’ The voice continues, and I shake my head. “Not like this.” I tell it, and I swear I hear someone cackle.

I put my both palm in my ear and said closing my eyes," Please, stop it!! Please, stop it. Stop it!! Please, forgive me. Please!! Please!! I yelled loudly but they aren't stopping. They are saying only one thing. " You are a rapist". I can't hear it anymore. I started feeling like my head is getting heavier. I can't even see properly. I am feeling like my heartbeat is increasing like it will come out from my rib cage anytime.

“Get out! Get the hell out of my car!” Relieved, I push the door open without a second thought and flag down a passing cab. Ignoring Marcello as he storms out of his car, I slide into the back seat and give the driver the airport’s address. Marcello’s roars fade into the distance. “Get lost!” “And don’t you ever come back!” Even now, he can’t bring himself to say one soft word. And that just makes my decision feel even more right. I pull my phone from my pocket and turn it off.

It was the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard in my life. ‘He’s here!’ Sage suddenly spoke, pushing to the forefront of my mind.

I tried to fight, but my body stopped obeying me, the last t hing I heard before everything went dark, was his voice again. “Now you stop.”

There were only two seats left at the company dinner. One was in the corner, and the other was beside my secret boyfriend of three years, Julian Locke. I had barely taken a step forward when Julian called out to my best friend, Capri Leigh. "Capri, sit here." My coworkers immediately squealed with excitement. The group chat went wild too. "They look so good together. Just seeing them sitting next to each other is a treat!" "Has Mr. Locke ever asked someone to sit with him before?" "I bet he's got a thing for Capri. I don't care. I'm shipping them anyway!" Throughout the dinner, Julian avoided even looking at me to keep people from getting suspicious. Even when a server burned my ha