Novel & Cerita Wouldn't Wanna Be Anybody Else

I knew I shouldn't be upset, but I couldn't help it. I had loved him, after all. And watching someone you once loved betray you right in front of your face hurts like hell. I told myself to forget it and just endure a little longer. This would be the last time I ever let him make me feel this way. Thank God I got to live again. Thank God I had the chance to stay away from trash like him. Later that night, Byron stood behind me in the room and said, "Bethany, once we get to Centraford, you and Lisa should switch identities."

She had never paid attention to me before. Under the streetlight, I noticed that her eyes were slightly red. "I don't have much to worry about these days. I eat well and sleep well, so it's only natural that I'd put on some weight," I replied with a smile. I used to be underweight. At five feet nine inches tall, I barely weighed 120 pounds. I had spent my days taking care of Beatrice and seething quietly over her favoritism toward Zachary. I could barely eat, and over time, it led to a mild eating disorder.

Wishing I could be anyone else. But I couldn’t. And I wasn’t ready to let him go either.

Bethany “All you think about now is just sex, sex. And more sex.” The voice in my head judged. I smiled. Yeah, sue me. I didn’t have any sex for more than three years. I am going to make fucking these three gorgeous men my personality for as long as our agreement last and I don’t care what anyone thinks about me. I have never cared about what others think of me and I am not about to start now.

“I don’t know how someone like you, born rich and never having to worry about food or shelter, sees someone like me. Maybe you think I’m interesting? Amusing? Maybe I remind you that there are still ants crawling around this world? “And now you want me to be happy? You want to take me out for fun? Do you even realize how many jobs I work a day? I don’t have time to think about being happy. I don’t have endless hours to waste like you. “Because right now, I have to go fix a broken faucet, mop the floor, and apologize to my landlord and the downstairs neighbors for the water leak. Not because I did it on purpose, but because I’m just a girl on my own, hoping they’ll cut me some slack and not m

I let the phone ring until it became silent. I thought about, Why do I even try? No one loves me, and no one will help me. I wish there was something I could do to change my life, but nothing can be done. I guess it is time for me to give up. I'm such a loser. No one likes me; my

she explained as if it should have been common knowledge. "Our world, Mother? No, this is your world. I want nothing to do with bloated, judgmental people who think they are entitled to special treatment just because they have money," I stated bluntly. "Come on, Vie. You don't mean that-" "Yes, I do," I snapped interrupting her. "I would rather work my fingers to the bone day after day than continue working and living here." I whirled away and went to storm off. "He's not good enough for you, Vie. He can't give you the life you're used to," she called after me in a desperate warning.

More than I want to admit. I laugh quietly. Bitterly. “You wanna know the really messed-up part?” Ella watches me. Waiting. “I didn’t even realize I was doing it.” Her expression softens. Just a little. “Beckett…” “No.” I shake my head. Because if I don’t say this now, I never will. “I’ve spent years being one version of myself.” The words come slowly. Carefully. Like I’m figuring them out as I say them. “The guy everybody expects.”

I just needed to get away from them, and have some sense of normalcy again. I locked myself in my room with my sandwich, and as I sat by my desk, I wondered if this wasn’t the universe sending me a sign. I imagined a man in a white suit holding up a sign from the universe, with a single sentence written boldly on the white sign: EVERYONE ELSE IS HAVING SEX EXCEPT YOU!!! If even Aunt Carol was getting down and dirty, then why should I feel guilty about wanting to sleep with Beck Ryder?

Sarah asked confused. “I don’t think I want to be the chosen one, Sarah . I’m not strong enough to do this. I’m overwhelmed and just want to give up. Just want to curl up in a corner and die.” I was fighting back the tears at this point. I was thinking about my parents and Ty and Kira. They’re all suffering now because of me; a nobody. I was nobody special.