روايات وقصص ضمن Voice Of Disgust Inside Out 2

They were trying to muffle it, but they are not really doing a good job. My face scrunched up in disgust at the public display of indecency. 'What in the guacamole? How could they do such a thing in a place where people could hear them!' I gagged when I heard loud banging and heard a man grunting in pleasure. I turned to leave, when my feet automatically stopped when I hears two familiar voices inside. I remained rooted to my spot in shock, and I was rendered speechless. 'I'm hearing things, aren't I? There is no way she'd do that to me.'

Now I will tear you apart! But she seemed to gather all her strength and pushed me away, and then quickly climbed inside the smelly thing. There was a solid barrier between us, and I only hit something hard and not yielding to my strength. Muffled sobs could be heard from inside, and suddenly the thing thundered with an infernal noise, and the stench became acrid and unbearable. I jumped back, finally spitting out what was stuck in my mouth, but it was too late. The thing moved, blinding me with the bright light of two huge eyes, and then roared away.

Rose's POV: I stumble forward, the queasy feeling in my stomach intensifying. The sharp, bitter taste of bile rises in my throat, and before I can stop myself, my body rejects everything inside me. I lean into the bushes, my stomach heaving painfully. The world spins around me as I retch, the hot bile spilling from my lips. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, the faint trace of humiliation hitting me like a brick. That’s disgusting, I think to myself, my mind spiraling into shame. I mutter the words under my breath, as if the shame might just dissipate if I could hide it well enough.

"Mommy, don't listen to him! He's the one who appeared out of nowhere and started stealing all my nutrients! Now, he even wants to make you misunderstand me!" Lucky's voice rang out, so aggrieved and pitiful that it made my heart ache. I quickly patted my belly to comfort him. "Don't worry, Lucky. I won't believe in some random, unexplained voice!" I looked around, trying to find the source of the other voice, only for it to appear again. "Mom, stop looking. I'm Sunny, I'm right inside your belly!

I stammer, feeling tears brimming in my eyes from the painful burn of my scalp. Dickweed grabs my chin, stroking it as he brushes his thumb across my bottom lip. "That's okay, Mama. I knew my pet would need some training." He squeezes my jaw. "Open." I reluctantly obey, feeling a shiver of revulsion crawl down my spine as he spits into my mouth. The thick wad of saliva rests on my tongue, and I fight the urge to gag. Eww, what the fuck? The bodily fluids of other people gross me out, and here this disgusting asshole is spitting into my mouth! How am I supposed to escape this situation, or spit it out without him noticing?

He sat up and closed his eyes to focus on just hearing. “We’ve always been told to think about the pack before ourselves and that guy is a threat to the pack!” He heard the voice say. He couldn’t recognize the voice. “He’s just a boy!” Irvin answered the person furiously. “He’s not just a boy and you know that! He possesses powers that we don’t. What if he reunites with his pack to attack us?!” The person said with the same level of anger. “If he wasn’t your mate, you would’ve thought the same about him!” The person who sounded very grown-up by his deep, gruff voice spoke.

Wolf? I slap my hand against my mouth to muffle my gasp. Hot liquid streams down my face. What on earth are they talking about? So…I'm not a human? Oh, gosh. My stomach churns and I quickly run to the toilet, puking the snacks I had earlier. What's going on? I can still hear their voices, but I can't make out what they're saying due to the ringing in my ears. I have heard enough, and it hurts…so much.

“I’ll be back in a moment.” I have no idea where I’m going, but I need to get out of here. Fast. The guest toilet catches my eye, and before I know it, I’m inside, slamming the door behind me. The moment I reach the sink, my stomach rebels. I throw up everything I just ate, the taste of Chef Douglas's fancy meal now sour in my mouth. Damn it. I always puke when I'm extra anxious. Wiping my mouth, I pause. I hear something. Voices—faint, but definitely voices. Where’s it coming from?

Victor’s expression twisted with fury. I wiped my mouth again and looked up at him, my face twisted in disgust, “You are disgusting. So disgusting, whoever did this to you hates you so much. I can't even imagine the process of this being done, ugh… My belly is literally being turned inside out. I can't stomach this.” I complained, turning around to vomit again. His eye twitched. His lips curled back in a snarl, “You insolent little…” He lifted a hand, motioning for someone.

My hands drew into fists, and my brows jerked with a frown as I confusedly searched the walls of the bathroom, my mind scorching and wondering what was wrong with my hearing. ‘Line them up!’ I jumped hard, but my toilet saved me from falling. ‘Get out! Get out, you cunts!’ The voices snarled, and I swiftly gripped both sides of my head while my lips spilled words I could not comprehend until my ears managed to pay attention to them. ‘The Lycan owns your soul!’ A nasty feeling trickled down my spine and shifted my throat with inner disgust and an overpowering presence that made me cower. ‘Know your fucking place!’