The Way You Made Me Feel Novels & Stories

The warm weather suddenly felt freezing. My vision blurred, and my chest grew tight. So this was why he was in such a rush to have a baby? I had thought it was because he wanted a symbol of our love. I thought it meant something real. But now, I finally understood. Eighteen-year-old me wouldn't have hesitated. If someone had betrayed her, she would've left without looking back. But now, I had a sweet little boy, a family that everyone envied. I clenched my fists and dragged my unsteady feet back to the bedroom.

Lumina's tone grew even colder. "When I found out that you tricked me into taking a loan using my nude videos as collateral for Celia's sake, my heart died. When Celia beat me bloody and you stopped me only to scold me, I gave up hope. In the abandoned factory, you chose Celia and left me behind. That's when I started to hate you. Meeting Cadmus set me free. After all the darkness, I finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel. I really have no more love for you anymore. I only love Cadmus now."

And I carry theirs. It takes a while before I am able to carry myself home, and when I do I drop on my bed, my eyes swollen and painful. My limbs feel as though they are crafted from lead and I feel myself sinking down into the mattress. So far down I pray it swallows me whole. The ache in my chest is too much to bear. Two days of silence pass and I try to bring as little attention to myself as possible. We are all licking the wounds that the sounds and sights left on us. I never understood the mark that could be left on a soul, but now I did. I had witnessed it first hand.

Memories of our past relationship flooded back into Tola's mind, evident from the look on her face. She remembered how I made her feel, the power I held over her. I knew exactly how to manipulate her emotions, and how to make her say yes to everything I desired. I showered her with lavish gifts, took her to exclusive places, and immersed her in a world she had never experienced. I made her believe that she had found her one and only, while I had a different agenda all along.

Tell me all the ways to love you Tell me all the ways to love you Tell me all the ways to love you Oh, I wanna tip toe through your bliss, boy Get lost the more I find ya Oh, don't wanna miss a second of this, boy Hold tight and love me longer And my boy like a queen Unlike one you've ever seen He knows how to love me better (He knows how to love me better) A hit of dopamine, higher than I've ever been He knows how to love me better 'Cause you're safe like spring time Short days, long nights, boy Tell me all the ways to love you 'Cause you taste like Lucky Strikes Still keeping my eyes on him at that stage while my mind is off somewhere over the rainbow, I felt the warmth we both draped in.

I staggered to them, and grabbed the mic. “Move over, let the slut have a turn,” I bumped someone away. “Now, what to sing.” I thought for a moment, and I thought of the bastard who raped me and I thought of what Zack said. Suddenly, the song came to me. “Put on ‘Look What You Made Me Do’ by T Swift!” I shouted into the mic. Someone obliged me, and the words started to flash on the screen: “I don’t like your little games I don’t like your tilted stage

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“What if…what if something happened to me?” Kirk’s teasing expression faded, replaced by a look of genuine concern. “Like what?” “I don’t know. Something…weird.” Dale tried to articulate the feeling gnawing at him since he’d woken up. “When he bit me… I felt this… this burning. And now I feel different. Like, different.” Kirk tilted his head, studying him with a serious gaze that felt foreign on his playful face. “Different, how?” Dale hesitated, unsure how to explain. “It’s like… everything is sharper. Like I’m more aware of things. Sounds, smells…I can even hear the guy's heartbeat in the room next door.” He shuddered, the sensation eerie and almost overwhelming.

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“You probably don’t know that, huh? Since all you ever use is your body.” “It’s the easiest and most effective,” he answered with a grin. “Just using my fingers and tongue makes them moan, and I enjoy it too.” “And it’s not the only thing I use. I also use my di—” “Stop! I do not need that information!” I shouted before Kleinder could finish. Because I already knew where that sentence was headed. “What I’m saying is… I can make you fall in love with me in my own way,” I said. “I don’t need physical contact.”