Went Over My Head Novels & Stories

I should stop overthinking, or my head will burst. Stop Nora stop!!

Urgh! I groan out and bump my head on the wheel as a wave of frustration washes over me. He’s suddenly all over in my head and I can not push him out of it! And I want nothing but to wrap my hands around his neck and choke the life out of him- while I -

he brooded, “I didn’t want to do it this way.” My face scrunches up in confusion before I feel something smack the back of my head, and then everything goes dark.

What's more, if I’m going to add the wizards and vampires? I thought I’d be able to fix everything in just a span of a few months but right now, that’s impossible. It’s getting turbulent now and I can’t connect everything. If only I could locate the creature who’s working on this kind of plan, a nasty plan then I could proceed to kill him but presently, It’s tough, too tough to connect everything. “Damn! I didn’t even think about the intentions for this and this is more overwhelming than I thought it could be,” I whispered and massaged my head because it was starting to ache.

Margaret insisted, her words only deepening my confusion. Solution? What was she talking about? I couldn't even grasp the nature of the problem, let alone possess any solution. The frustration surged within me, and I groaned, running my hands through my hair in exasperation. This whole situation had spiraled into a chaotic mess, and I was caught in the center, grappling with my own ignorance.

Back was the guilt again. “Hey, Hey. What is wrong? You zoned out for a second. Did I say anything wrong?" He asked me. “What? No, don't mind my fluctuating mood. I just remembered something that made me sad." I waved it off in pretence that what I remembered had no significance to me. “Well, I have an advice for you. I, however, do not know if it is in my place for me to give it to you? You know because of we haven't known ourselves for a long time. I am worried I might be overstepping.”

he asked again and I covered that sheet over to my face unable to think straight. What is this mess? *************

I started to say and I watched as he nodded his head at me a little. I suddenly didn’t know what to actually say. This same thing happens to me a whole lot. It was as if each time I got asked about a particular thing, everything that was previously in my head was all going to fly out of my head in the next second, leaving me to my empty head and black mind, it always happens every damn time to my annoyance. Sadly, the only thing still in my head at the moment was the fact that I still wanted to go on my knees and take him into my mouth – but then there was no way in hell that I was going to be able to do that, I was going to have to faint before I’d be able to that to begin with.

Even in college, I was never good at it. In fact, it has gotten worse now that I’m a bit older. There was no one else to blame. I was the idiot who came up with this idea. I was the one who called everyone just because of some good news. That night out was fun but it always comes with terrible consequences. Yes, I’m referring to this fucking migraine. This fucking hangover. When I’d finally gathered enough strength, I slowly pushed myself up to sit. The blanket slid off my neck. I couldn’t remember a single thing from last night.

Look how we you have gotten I had no idea how to react to trys bohaviour of Robbia) was not used to being taken care of. I was the one who had always taken care of others. So, being on the receiving and of it, and on top of it from the very person I never expected it from was quite overwhelming. But the trouble was, the reason for my headache was also him, I didn't want to be taken care of by hier, fuaring that my heart might get stirred again. I cosed my eyes and muttered