Novel & Cerita The Fault In Our Stars Memes

~ Hailey ~ The storm begins before the sky even realizes it’s supposed to rain. By the time Ethan and I step out of the boardroom hand-in-hand, with our relationship declared, half the company already has it posted, reposted, filtered, captioned, and turned into memes. Kevin meets us outside the elevator looking like a man who has aged ten years in ten minutes. “Hailey… Ethan… the internet is— I don’t know how to say this but— the memes are disrespectful. Hilarious, but disrespectful.”

She was seconds away from deploying it. And then her entire system seized. A klaxon, loud and obnoxious, blared from her speakers. A message, written in a garish, sparkling pink font, filled her main screen: YOU HAVE BEEN CHALLENGED TO A MEME WAR BY @WEREWOLUV88! PREPARE FOR DEFEAT, HATER! “What the hell?!” Aria shrieked. Her network, her beautifully crafted, military-grade digital fortress, was being flooded. Not by a hostile government or a rival hacker, but by millions of requests from a single source: The Global Brother-in-Law Fan Club’s online forum.

“What?” I didn’t answer. Couldn’t. My stomach had bottomed out and my fingers were trembling. He took the phone from me without asking. I watched his face shift from confusion to disbelief to pure, simmering rage. “Motherfu—” He stopped himself as his jaw clenched tight. On the screen was a post from Caleb and Tara’s shared burner account. A meme. My face had been clumsily photoshopped onto a girl screaming at a cat. The caption read: “When your meds wear off and you think your ex still loves you.”

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

The caption read, “When the drama in your life is so good, even the alpha king wants to watch.” I laughed in spite of myself. Not thinking anything of it, I sent the meme to Nick and went to bed.

“It was never your fault, because you thought you were doing the right thing. You didn’t know how to go about things because nobody was pre-made for family life. You were saving life’s because that’s what heroes do, you didn’t hurt your family intentionally, Harry. You need to learn to forgive yourself or else this guilt will keep eating you up for years and you won’t be able to have a life. It was never your fault. You didn’t wish them death. One thing about life is that life is full of shit that’s not worth even looking over” I remember a word I read from A walk to remember by Nicholas Sparks “Life, I’ve learned is never fair, if people teaches anything in school, that should be it” She c

Kane from the hot searches by doing that. Felicity was scrolling through Facebook in Clouditude International. She was boiling with anger, as she read the comments. "How brainless can these idiotic fans be? So what if Stella did not help her? What fucking rule did she break for not doing that? They should be glad that you did not step on Mistress Young after what she had done!

River's POV. Noah and I hadn’t really talked about the almost-kiss. Not on the car ride home, not in texts, not even when he sent me that dumb meme of a raccoon shoving Cheetos in its mouth with the caption “us at 3AM.” I’d stared at that meme longer than I’d like to admit, smiled a little too hard at it, and sent back something just as stupid, because that’s what we did. We joked. We laughed. We pretended like everything was normal.

This is what love does to someone like me it destroys me from the inside out. Timothy's black sports car sits in the circular driveway, and I wonder if Madison is inside with him right now. Probably planning their future together while laughing about the pathetic Omega who thought she had a chance. My phone buzzes with another notification. Someone has created a meme using a screenshot from the video my face photoshopped onto a picture of a homeless dog peering through a restaurant window. The caption reads: "When you're an Omega but think you deserve Alpha attention." The comments are even worse:

Mentions, messages, tags. My stomach tightened as I opened one. It was a meme caricature of my old picture. There was a poop emoji on top of my head, my brown eyes were replaced with a red laser, and a boldly written text on the picture said ‘SLUT’. I groaned and locked my phone immediately. But it was too late. I’d already seen it. Another buzz. Then another. Curiosity got the better of me again. I saw a particular message from a private page in my DM.