Will Never Be Enough Novels & Stories

And then, finally, his voice broke. “I can’t do this,” he whispered. His head dipped forward, and I felt his breath against my neck, shaky. “I can’t… It’s never enough. No matter how hard I try, it’s never enough.” My heart ached at the vulnerability in his words. “What do you mean?” I asked softly, brushing his hair back from his forehead. “Nicholas, talk to me. I’m here.” He let out a shuddering breath "Do you know what it’s like to be told every day that you’re worthless unless you’re perfect?”

"I hope that will be enough. That I will be enough, at least for you." . . . ________________

This is too much for me. Am I ever going to go home?

To feel her from the inside, to know what it’s like for those tight muscles of hers to grip me and milk me dry. No matter how many times I have her, I don’t think it will ever be enough. And one time would be too many. How much harder did I just make my life?

Not ever. ---

only to choke on it. Not when his tears weren’t for me. Not when the only place I ever felt wanted was in a dream I was never meant to live. I pressed my palm to my chest, right over my heart. “Please,” I whispered to no one. “Just let me be enough. Just once.” But the silence that answered? It sounded an awful lot like never.

I’ve never been enough. I wasn’t enough for my father, for the committee, for my pack. I’ve always come up short. Hell, I’m man enough to admit it was almost always my doing. I was weak to my father, ruthless to others, and too like my father for my pack to respect me. And now I’m not enough for her, and I can’t even blame her for it, because it seems to just be who I am. Even when I tried to be more, I am most undoubtedly less.

I had gotten what I needed from her, yet it hadn't been enough. It never would be.

“You don’t understand. You will never understand what it’s like to be rejected by the one person you thought you were supposed to spend the rest of your life with. To feel like you’ll never be enough, no matter what you do.” My voice cracked but I was unable to stop . “You don’t know what it feels like to wake up every day with the same emptiness inside you, knowing you’ll never be whole again. And you…..you just keep coming back, like I’m some kind of pity project for you to work on. Well, I’m not! I can’t do this, Elijah. I refuse to.” The silence that followed was thick. Elijah’s hands clenched into fists at his sides.

Why am I never enough? Right now, I feel like giving up on love completely. Maybe love was never meant for me. Maybe it’s not part of my destiny. Maybe I’ve been chasing a fairytale that was never mine to begin with. The truth hits me hard, Luca doesn’t love me. And he never will. I don’t want to keep doing this to myself. I’ve had enough.