This Is Why We Can't Novels & Stories

“So you’re blowing me out too? What’s wrong with me? Why can’t a girl find a real fucking man around this fucking shithole?” I hold up a hand. “There’s nothing fucking wrong with you, Anna. But I can’t.” “Can’t, or don’t want to?” I make sure my eyes are right on hers when I answer. “Can’t.” Her mouth drops open. “But why not?” Because of fucking Kennedy. Because he fucking wants you, too. “Because it wouldn’t be right,” I say. “Because you’re barely eighteen and I don’t do relationships.” “Why don’t you?”

they calmly said. "Why?" I just had to ask. "You must understand, we are infallible. We have kept time flowing perfectly since its inception. However, we have never dealt with humans personally. We have never interfered with life and death. We realize that we cannot do that now." I stared at them in amazement.

“Why can I not reject him?” "You have" He raises an eyebrow at me “There is no reason why you cant if that is what you want” Throwing myself back on the bed, I look up to the ceiling, hoping an answer would come to me “Reaper says we can’t” “Why did she tell you that?” I shrug my shoulders and ask Reaper why and I am completely stunned when she tells me it is because I am already marked. “That’s why the fucker was so keen to mark me”

"You can't leave! Not now," the man told us when we asked him what he can do to help us. I was just curious how we'll be able to fix everything when we aren't still moving and here he is, giving us such fucked up answer which we aren't even expecting to hear. What the fuck is his problem? Why is he stopping us when that actually is our reason why we're here? He's not planning something, is he?

"Can't you try? With your powers?" The realization hung heavily in the air, each word a weight upon my shoulders. "I lost my powers. I can't." The admission, spoken with a mix of disbelief and resignation, echoed through the silent room. The very essence of my identity, the source of strength and capability, had slipped away, leaving a void that seemed insurmountable.

"Why?" "Because—" I stopped. Because this is too fast. Because I do not know how to do this without it going wrong. Because the last person I felt like this about cheated on me in my own room and I still have not fully recovered from that and you are asking me to do it again and I cannot. "Because this is not a good idea." "Tell me why." "Knox—" "Give me a real reason," he said. "Not the fake relationship, not the timing, not my track record. A real reason why you cannot let this be what it is."

And sign "Why me? Blade, I can't love you back we are supposed to hate me. Because of what I've done to you." Blade sat on the bed a few inches away from me. "I don't know as well, don't ask me things that I couldn't answer"

I write back to this person. ' You said it, it's not existing!! We are not sure! Why do we have to leave if we don't know the reason why we left? Why do we have to let go if, in the first place, we really don't know if he or she is really holding on? I mean, why do we have to run away if we don't know who is chasing us? Why do we have to be tired if she didn't know that you're doing something for her? Why can't we make sure it first? Why can't we bet first? Why are we losing right away? Why are we giving up and let go so easily without even knowing the reasons? ' I write as fast as I can and put it back to the box. Minutes later, the paper got back again.

“I need to figure out our next move.” “No,” I corrected her softly, “we do.” Her face crumpled. “Kieran, I can’t even get close to you. I don’t–” she sucked in a rasping breath. “I want you, but I don’t know how we can move on from this.” She shook her head again. “But you’re right. We need to figure this out, and fast. Did they say why they can’t get in?” “They just said something was blocking them.”

"Right well I can set you up with these tablets to start with-" Kids. I can't have kids. I'm never going to be able to give a child the life it deserves because of this. This is all my fault.