You Should Have Killed Me When You Had The Chance Novels & Stories

I sniffle, unable to speak without bursting into tears. I close my eyes and wipe my face, trying to contain myself. — I... — His voice sounded tense. I turned to Kaanadan. — Do you know how all this happened? It happened when I stepped into my dream of being free to live a life with you! I could very well have wished for his death since the first time I had the chance, but I couldn't, but I wanted to stay away... I certainly wanted that! — I shouted furiously. — Kaanadan, I heard from everyone that it was my chance, it was my chance to be free when you disappeared. And it was true! I could hope you were dead, but I was an idiot, a fool to go after you! I should never look at you with differe

They've taken more than enough from me already and I wouldn't let them take anymore. They should have killed me the moment they had the chance to do so.

I deserve to be killed. "I hate you, I expected so much from you that I never even once had suspicions on you, Cade. But I want to see you rot…in jail," She barely managed to say, gasping for air in every word she uttered. She glanced at me, her lips were forming a small and bitter smile. "You have the chance to kill me now, do it."

He had already killed enough people around me and I couldn't help but feel a bit guilty for Killian's death. I kept on saying so many 'i should haves' in my mind ever since his death. I should have gone earlier when Rick requested for my presence instead of thinking there could be another solution we could come up with, I should have been there, maybe I would have been able to stop Melissa from killing him, I should gone immediately, maybe that fate wouldn't have been Killian's, maybe no one would have died.

"I just want us to be the way we used to be, the three of us living together happily. Honey, can we start over?" He had never called me "honey" before. All these years, he'd only ever called me by my name. I didn't know whether to be happy or sad. In the end, I couldn't help but laugh. "Walter, you're pathetic. If it weren't for Damian, I'd never want to see you again. How dare you even talk about starting over?"

A wild, unhinged sound tore from my chest as I reached for the detonator again, fingers slick with blood but steady. “Too late,” I said breathlessly, eyes locked on them. “You should have killed me when you had the chance.” The countdown echoed somewhere deep in the bones of the building. And I smiled. Because if I was going to fall, I would make sure Abigail was going with me. She wanted hell, now I will bring it down on her and make sure she greets the devil.

This was the probably going to be the only chance I was going to get in addressing it. At the time, I had been angry she tried leaving the pack without permission. Now all I could think about was how close I came to driving steel through her chest. “You should have.” The words hit me harder than any scream could have. I turned toward her sharply, “What did you say?” She looked completely serious.“You should have killed me that night.” Something cold moved through my chest. “Don’t say that.” “Why not?” “Because I know you don’t mean it.”

he shook his head as he rubbed my back, “he tried so many times to get you to kill and each time you didn’t, but this time, you could have, there was no one else to defuse it, only you, if you had kill that guy, you would have lost, but you dealt with it in other ways, ways that have always been at your disposal but you neglected to use them and opted for killing instead. I’m so proud of you Antonia, so very proud.” As we walked to the bar my mind thought of each encounter I had had in the past few years, ones I could have killed but didn’t, the guy next to our old apartment that had an older woman by the throat, the time that a young boy was being dragged into a van, the old man that was m

“When will this end?! You lost a daughter, yes, but so did I, you loved her but I loved her more. I carried that little girl inside me, I loved her the moment I knew she existed so don't try to pin the blame on me I've spent too much time paying the price for my mistakes.” I sniff, trying not to break again in front of him. “I'm glad she died, now I don't get to deal with you. You should focus on your new family, slicing my old wounds open is bound to get tiring at some point so why not stop now?” “I should have killed you when I had the chance.”

“What were you going to do? What was your brilliant plan, huh?” she yells over the loud sound of the blades above us. I shake my head. “When I got him alone, I was going to break his neck or smother him or something less fucking dramatic than your Lethal Weapon strategy. He trusted me, and I could have killed him when I got him alone, but you have fucked up every chance of that happening, haven’t you?” I tap the side of my head angrily. “So stupid.”