What I Wouldn't Give Novels & Stories

Craig walked over, still frowning, "It's no big deal. They clearly aren't good people. What do you plan to do next? Judging by their behavior, they won't give up easily if they don't get the money." I forced a smile, "That's why I said I'm quitting." "No way, quitting is definitely not an option." Craig immediately objected, "If you're short on cash, I can lend you some." "No. It's not about the money. I just don't want to give it to them." I shook my head, "If I start now, I'll become their personal bank, and it'll never end." I knew them too well. There was no room for compromise.

She asks and I just shrug my shoulders. "I'm not and the best thing is if he would reject me instead or accept my rejection! We could be free from each other" I know he will probably never accept a rejection even how angry he would be. I have no problem living my life without a man in it, I have my family and friends here. We have a good thing going on and there is nothing I would rather have than them. It would just be easier if I didn't have to look over my shoulder all the time and be forced to hide my tracks.

he says surprising me. He doesn't wait for an answer as he turns to continue walking. My feet move automatically as my mind races once more. if I were to give it a shot, then I really don't have anything to lose. The worst that could happen by giving it a shot is that it doesn't work. On the other hand if I don't give it a shot, would I regret it. This is the big thing that seems to be bothering me apparently.

“Yes. Can you accompany me to the Central Stadium this weekend? The local team is playing, and my kid brother is part of it. He wants me to come.” And you want me to come? The question echoed in my head. What a Bimbo—beautiful but brainless. “I have plans for the weekend. That can’t work.” I gave her no options. “Why?” Why what? Why do I have weekend plans, or why I wouldn't entertain her? This was exactly what I meant by Victoria’s stress. I didn’t answer. “Anyways, how is work?” “Good.” She was displeased with my curt answer. She could bang her head against a wall for all I cared.

Mom opened her mouth to say something, but the tech team suddenly erupted in cheers. "We got it! It's all exported!" Mom froze in shock. Under everyone's gaze, a clear, soft voice rang out from the recording, yet it spoke the most poisonous words. "I'll give you three million dollars to abduct Matilda. That bitch Judith has plenty of money, so you should use Matilda to extort her first. Once you get the cash, you may only kill her after you've had your fun. That way, you'll get both the money and the pleasure. It's a good deal, no?

Don’t you agree? “Yeah……. you mean forbidden fruits taste better, right? Now I get you, but no I am not going to listen to you. You have made me do some crazy stuff before and I don’t want to repeat them. Damn this man……. why do you always make me this vulnerable “

“Yes? Problem?” “If that’s what you want. Uh, sorry, I don’t mean… I’m not being dismissive. I just. We didn’t really do things that way, so. I only really know about it from the television. You’ll have to tell me, what you want. And… I’m not really a church sort of person. But. If you want a ring? I’ll do that for you. I’ve been offered a commission, for a painting, I can afford it.”

After a moment of silence, he asks softly, “So will we give it a try?” There’s another moment of silence and then I say the worst three words I have ever said in my life. “No. I won’t.” “Are you sure that’s what you want to do?” He asks. I realize Robert isn’t trying to convince me of anything at all. He’s giving me the decision entirely.

I shake my head, a deep sight escaping my lips, guessing I’ll just have to say it. “I can’t,” I hesitate. “I’m not leaving. I thank you for the offer and the knowledge you’ve been able to offer, it is priceless, and it will aid me in the days to come, if it’s like you’ve said and there’s something out there for me, I’ll get there. But I’m not leaving”

I need to mean it. And then, quieter: please don't test it. Please. Because I don't know what I'd choose and I'm terrified of finding out.