Went Over My Head Novels & Stories

I lean my head back, staring up at the ceiling, exhaustion and frustration crashing over me all at once. I had my chance. And I lost it. Again.

What’s wrong with them, how am I going to coexist with all of them in one environment? “I can’t do this.” I say getting up from the seat and I start to walk away, I feel so overwhelmed. “Why did I think that I could handle all of this? I just can’t.” I shout, tears of defeat streaming down my face. I am lying to myself to think that I can control three grown men, powerful ones for that matter.

I couldn't help the growl that came out of my mouth. "OVER MY DEAD BODY,"

He paused a little and shook his head before adding, “All these... it’s too much to take in all at once, sis. I really don't know what to say or even think anymore.” Hearing that, I let out a small, humorless laugh before waving my arms in the air in a helpless gesture as I said. “Welcome to the club, lil bro! That’s exactly the dilemma I’m in right now!” I exhaled and shook my head before asking him in a low, defeated and weary tone. “What on earth are we going to do about all this now, lil bro?”

The words felt heavier the second they left my mouth. Lucas straightened slightly, not stepping back, not pulling away, just settling into the moment like he had accepted it faster than I expected. “Could be,” he repeated. “I don’t know,” I said quickly, the words spilling out before I could stop them. “I’ve tried to figure it out, to count back, to make sense of it, but everything overlaps. I keep going over it and I still can’t be sure.” He didn’t interrupt. That made it harder.

I will do what is worse than what he did to me. I didn't keep drinking; I want to get these out of my head. Get over it. He's never going to keep you. Her voice kept repeating itself inside my head.

he said but I was still dumbfounded, not even moving an inch on my position. "S-sarah?"..."Huh?" "I was calling you a bunch of times but you're not answering"...he said and I lowered my head. I was so lost that I couldn't think straight. Why does this word made me overthink? Arghhh....this is crazy. "Oh, I was just thinking of something. We should go"....I said and tried to walk ahead but-"Aww!"....Was I so lost that I didn't even remember my sprained ankle.

I shake my head as I blurted out the words, "That was close"

I groaned and pulled the blanket over my head. Who does that? I had literally just told him through those stupid words that there would be more fucking. And there wouldn’t! I’m done. I made a mistake and I’m not losing control of myself ever again. What the fuck is that? High school? Oh, that fucking phone. Oh, my fucking fingers. Oh, that fucking man that scrambled my senses and made me lose all my sense of reasoning.

I couldn’t. It was over.