The Way I Used To Be Novels & Stories

Her body turned a shade of blue that I never want to see again and everything around me stopped. The man who took her away from me laughed loudly and was gone in an instant. The tragedy of losing my Agapitos was enough to drive me crazy. And it did. I went on a binge of drinking, drugs, women, and partying until one day the sun shone bright in the sky.

I don't know, but I hold a grudge when they let me forget everything from my past. Honestly, I don't want to forget all of it. Including the love, I had for Bonnie. It reminds me of The Averi, which was so free and happy. I'm missing my old self, but I can't go back to that now. I must recite my motto to my mind all over again. I think I forgot the three words that I always put to my mind whenever I see Jazmin. What was it again? Ahh, the past is the past! Yeah, that's right.

The plan could not keep up with the changes and now, things had reached the point of no return due to various reasons. After all, spoken words were like spilled water that could not be taken back once it was said. Therefore, she could only pluck up the courage to move forward and find a way to justify herself in this situation. At this moment, everything revolved around the old jade mine. Harmonia silently recited countless times in her heart, ‘Focus on the bigger picture. That’s the most important thing.’

he began, sneering. - you also find. It's almost laughable with all the things we've been through. I thought she would have noticed that we had grown up. I said, bringing back a little nostalgia under the cabin which I hastened to push away by talking to him about Derek who was beaten up by a grandpa after flirting with his wife because Mike doesn't need to know or rehash certain things and I hate to see him sad.

I wasn’t sure what hurt more—seeing it again or realizing it was starting to slip from memory. The woman I used to be was becoming a stranger to even me. “Okay, let’s make the profile,” I said quickly, wiping at my cheek. “We’ll say she’s visiting town, looking for someone fun.”

And not one time did he stop to glance behind him. I watch his back disappear from the room. I wanted to at least see his face. To know he regrets betraying me but I'm left alone in the silence of his room, saddled with the memories that chose to bombard me that moment, reminding me how perfect we used to be, how everything is supposed to be perfect. The familiar bed, the sheets, the scents and the walls that probably remember my echoes and moans are mocking me now.

Watching how anxious and genuine he was, I saw how he used to be. He used to be so good to me. We used to be so in love. And yet, we had ended up like this.

Following his lead as salty tears made their way down towards my jaw, the cries increasing the pain of my head ten fold. "I miss us" he shuffled closer, his movements cancelling out the silence in the room as he scooted beside me, lying down. "I want to go back to what we used to be" his words rang out through my ears, they were familiar. So familiar because they were the words I had chanted to myself too often, and now he wanted it.

Maybe, taking care of the pup made me loose my nonexistent brain, but I miss you so fucking much. Please, babe... I know I did wrong... I don't deserve your forgiveness, but you are my soulmate... Please my friend, my cute.... its been two fucking weeks Irish... Please talk to me... Irish Come for Dinner tonight Betty Irish? You finally replied Betty Are you gonna come or not? Betty Of course, Wouldn't miss it for the world... Irish Okay. Betty Am I forgiven? Irish didn't bother to reply her though. It depends on her mood anyway.

But honestly, I wasn’t in the mood. "I'm meeting my friends," I muttered. That word—friends—felt foreign on my tongue. It had been so long since I had used it in a real way. And maybe that’s why I was going today. Because I needed a reminder of who I used to be before all of this. Nicole, Jenna, and Liv.