Tell Me To Stop Novels & Stories

All begging for attention and to be loved. “Don’t stop.” I pleaded.

I wasn’t going to stop. Then…BEEEEEP. BEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEP.

Ryder Lila swallowed hard. Her voice came out small and shaky. “But I can’t help it. I can’t—” “You have to!” I cut in, louder than I meant to. My eyes widened as the words rushed out. “Please. You know it can never work between us.” She stood up slowly. Her movements were careful, like she was afraid the floor might crack under her. “Why not?” I shifted back instinctively. “Stop, Lila.” I shook my head and raised my hand, palm out, taking a step away from her. “Just… fucking stop. Fuck!” The word tore out of me sharper than I intended. It echoed in the quiet room.

Shut up shut up shut up. But even as I told myself to stop, I let him lead me further into the place I was now supposed to call home.

“I’m where I want to be.” His breathing shifted. Barely. But I could feel it. I chose my words carefully before I said them, rolling them around in my mind to make sure they were mine. Not a reaction. Not heat-filled babble. Purpose. “I want you to keep going,” I told him. “Don’t stop because you think I can’t handle it. Stop because you want to.”

"I want you to take me to the bus stop." "What?"

he starts, "I tried to convince myself that I hate you when you left. I wanted to hate you so bad for it because you destroyed every piece of me. "So I told myself that I hated you every day, everytime I thought of you, but I knew it was meaningless. I fucking knew that it was all just a fucking lie, going to rip me inside out, yet I still did it. I'm ready to stop this fucking lying to myself now, I think. "So we should take it slow, I need to start being what you need me to be. So I'm asking you, if I stop smoking, would you take me back?"

she managed to whisper. “Say you don’t want this, and I’ll stop.”

I don’t trust my voice enough to answer. “You say red, I stop. Right then. No questions. No waiting. Just stop.” His lips brush the shell of my ear as he speaks. “If it’s too much but you don’t want to stop, say yellow. That tells me to slow down, ease up, or change what I’m doing.” I nod again, breathing harder now, my heart pounding against the mattress. “I need to hear it, Red.” “Red to stop. Yellow if it’s too much.”

’ Anna pretended not to understand, "Are you out of your mind? You are not the sweet flesh all monsters want to eat. Hurry up! Didn't you say you were hungry? If you're full, you won't hallucinate." He wrapped his arm around her, "Are you sure you want me to go out like this?" Anna blushed to the ears and pursed her lips when she felt the change in his body. "That's a ...hallucination. You can think silently ten times I am a monk. That will help you." 'Well... This little sweetheart is really cruel...’ "OK. I've already done it, but it didn't work. What should I do now?" Anna was on the verge of tears. She took a deep breath and said patiently, "You should let me go, and then close your eyes