The Loud House It's Not Your Fault の小説・ストーリー

As simple as that? Heizhen looked at his brothers with an apologetic look on his face “ I’m sorry. It is because I was such a sickly kid that it resulted on to this. If I didn’t get sick back then, you wouldn’t have to pawn the title deed of the house to the doctor and it will not fall onto the hands of grandmother. I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I’m sorry. I’m really really sorry” Lian, who was staying silent all this time, walk towards Heizhen and hug him. “It’s not your fault so stop blaming yourself. I didn’t know the details but I’m sure they did it because the house was not as important as the life of their youngest brother.”

"It's okay, it's not your fault any of this happened, you did what anyone would've done" "And you got most of the blame for it" "Yeah, but at least you're happy now, aren't you?"

It didn’t take long for that same look of anguish to cross his face. I grimace. “Will you please stop looking at me like that?” Narrowing his eyes, he crossed his arms over his chest and glowered back at me. “Like what?” “Like I’m on the verge of falling to pieces,” I said. “What happened at that house wasn’t your fault.” “It is.” “It is not!” I shouted back. My insides tightened from the tingling pain that scattered through my body. “The only people who are at fault here are Isabella, Fiona, and Samantha.”

My mom's face changed into a frown, " I'm sorry guys, you people just have to understand!! And you people never told me either so whose fault is it?" " We ain't talking about faults here but, level of care" Aiden clapped back, I could feel my limbs go weak.

‎It’s not awkward. ‎It’s heavy. ‎Loaded. ‎Like the calm before a hurricane. ‎I don’t look at him. ‎He doesn’t look at me. ‎Just the quiet between us, thick with everything we’re not saying. ‎Finally, I speak. ‎My voice is low. ‎Raw. ‎“This is your fault.” ‎He doesn’t move. ‎Doesn’t deny. ‎“Everything,” I say. “The contract. The running. The hiding. Elena leaving. Caleb hurting. Me being here. Locked in your house. It’s all you.”

"It is. It's my fault. My relationship with Sebastian set her off. It triggered her and now, here we are. If I wasn't in the picture, maybe she would have given up." "Stop. Just stop. It's not your fault. It's no one's fault but Emory's and Lana's. She is a sick, psychopathic bitch, who is completely out of her mind. None of this is your fault. Do you understand? You are not the reason she's gone crazy. That is her own problem, and, if anything, I'm glad you found each other. He's finally happy, and, if she didn't get the chance to be with him, then, trust me, she would have found a reason to start this shit with me and the baby. It's not your fault. It's no one's. So, please, let's stop poi

He clenched the photo, face unreadable. From outside the door came the giggles and mockery. "Wow, that outfit was fire." "That necklace? Total steal." "Love that ring." Bruce frowned. Then came the stings. "Celina's gone. Guess no one's doing our laundry now." "Yeah, or massaging our legs." "She made a solid little maid though, didn't she? Haha!" Bruce's jaw locked. His grip on the doorknob went white-knuckle. Veins pulsed under his skin.

Logan stayed by my side while I was crying on his shoulder, and said, “Oh my god….this is all my fault.” Logan whispered in my ear, “No, honey, this is not your fault. None of this is your fault.” I sniffled every word I said, “I put her in jail, I put the wrong one. This won’t happen to her if…” “It’s not your fault.” he said and picked up the paper with the code, “This code, this can lead us to the truth. We can use this against Elliot.” I frowned, “She said to me it was the Old Mansion, do you think it was my father’s abandoned mansion?”

I said, regret once again seeping into my heart. "Oh no, you don't." Ruthie stuck a finger in my face. "You don't get to take the blame for this one. It's not your fault. It's not my fault. And it's not Zander's fault. It just sucks the big one that this had to happen now." "When would be a good time, Ruthie?" She let loose a morose laugh. "Yeah, never. Listen, I'm just whining. A girl's gotta complain sometimes."

Jay asked placing his coffee mug down. “We have a problem!” He announced causing my eyebrows to shoot up. “A big problem!” ~~~ FAITH As soon as my eyes fell on Louis, his ashen look told me all I needed to know. Things weren’t looking pretty at all. And then he filled me in with what had happen, gosh I so wished I could disappear in that very second. All of the trouble, it was my fault. My entire fault. My guys stepped from the table and took small steps towards where Louis and I were standing! Louis took a step towards them and tried to give them the tablet he was holding! But I was quick to yank it from him, causing them to deepen the furrows on their foreheads.