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INSIDE THEIR MINDS

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Time 9h 19m

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I let my thoughts wander, anything to get my mind off of her. They glide down a winding river of past emotions, actions, conversations. Then the waters become choppy; rushing and rushing. They are out of control. I can't keep up. The horrible thoughts take over. My muscles stiffen. My hands ache. We are trapped in here. Why did this happen? How did this happen? Then the mother of all dreadful thoughts came into my mind, what if this was not an accident?

Some of this is rewritten and you can find it under Inside Their Minds 2, but that is not finished yet.All Rights Reserved

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Lifeline by ndallejoy

She clung to people. He ran from people. She was broken. He thought he could mend her. She lost a baby. He lost his lifeline. She became his worst nightmare. He became her saving grace. She dished his greatest fear. He became her lifeline. **** "Don't. Touch. Me." I spat with tears. My mother gasped. "Kendra..." he whispered. "No! You said she'll be fine. You said it will be okay. Is this okay, No! You didn't keep your word..." I shouted and cried out the last part. I clutched his shirt in my hands and kept hitting him anywhere I could. Every other person in the room just cried. I kept on crying and hitting Ethan. A tear landed on my fist. It wasn't mine. I looked up to find Ethan crying. I didn't care that I was hurting him at the moment. It wasn't his fault. But Emily wasn't here. She never will be. *** This is purely a work of fiction and it's copyrighted. Do Not Steal My Work! Much love, Joy.

His Secret Wife by KahnaKahn

"Xander how did you know where I am, no wait scratch that why are you here instead of with your soon to be wife?" Ignoring her question I threw the papers at her, "What's this?" She glance at it, "Can't you read, it's our divorce papers?" "I know what it is but..." I stepped forward to her while she stepped backwards, she was now trapped between me and the wall. She had no where to go, I could feel her breast against my chest as they rise and fall, my hands placed on the side of her head against the flat surface not allowing her to escape. "I'm not divorcing you. Not now not ever." "Oh, really you don't have a say in that matter. Or would you like me to sue you for adultery. Save your reputation while you still can." She spat. I took a sniff, she smelt like vanilla, it was all over her, I can't wait to hold her once again. "I know what you must be thinking, and what ever it is stop thinking it. I did not sleep with her." "Oh really you could've fooled me with all that breathing and moaning, I'm not stupid. So why don't you sign the damn papers so we both can move on with our lives." "No way in hell I'm moving on without you. And I will never let you move on. Divorce or not you are mine and no one else." "Ha!" She chuckled, "I'm no one's property." "On the contrary If I have to, I will tattoo my name on your fuckable ass." She stared at me cold hard. "Tsk tsk tsk Ally, you must know baby girl you...are....it....for...me..." I breathe hard in her ear causing her to shiver. "Sorry but I don't want to stay married to a cheater." * Warning strong sexual mature language, not for kids under 18....warning xxxxx warning xxxxx

Fate by DiamondKulture

She broke his heart. She left him when he needed her the most. She was the most precious thing he'd ever had but to her he was just someone she passed time with. He swore off love and waited until the day she'd be at his mercy, then he'd make her pay for leaving him. She didn't want to leave him but she had no choice. He was her life Without him, she saw no happy ending. She made a choice that will forever haunt her but it was to save him. She prayed they never cross paths again, but fate will have it differently. Four years later and she has to answer to him as her boss. Four years later he meets the woman who mercilessly broke his heart. She's no longer the bubbly young girl he once knew. And he's no longer the sweet Angel she once loved. She was broken and He was a monster.

Strings by missmolly97

"This was too much for me to handle. There were so many questions left unanswered, so many wounds left untreated. I closed my eyes, breathing in the aroma of the flowers, trying to dissolve all the impenetrable thoughts. But it was no use. My subconscious was screaming, dying to be heard, but I refused to listen."

Is it too late to say Sorry? - 1 ✓ by iambellissima_nishaz

"The fuck you are leaving me." He snapped and growled at his mate. She was calm as she was ever be regardless of his snapping. She sighed and turned around to leave without saying something to him because it was worthless. There was no point in talking and especially to him. He grabbed her arm before she put one step. "Where do you think you are going Ara?" He growled so loudly as everyone shuddered watching their interaction. She quickly remove his hand as anger rolling off of her in waves. "Don't. Touch. Me. So you think I will live here and watch you mate and breed that female." She snapped at him. "She meant nothing Ara." He said after a minute. She laughed, literally laughed but without any humor. "That's why you were fucking her in your office just a minutes before, don't you?" "It was a mistake." He tried to reason with her. "But in your case mistakes happened in more than one time. And they said mistakes happened only one time." She said sarcastically. "I don't need her. I need you." He said again desperately. "Lies. All lies coming from your mouth. I feel disgusted just by looking at you, let alone talking to you. And you said you need me? Ha. Very funny. You don't need me and I sure as hell don't need you. This female behind your back is more enough than me. Breed her, mark her or fuck her. I DON'T FUCKING CARE." "I am sorry. I am really fucking sorry." He said brokenly as kneeling on the ground. A small laugh escaped from her lips. "Isn't it too late for that mate?" And she left just like that while single tear rolled down her cheeks. He had made mistakes. Mistakes that will cost him everything. He knew he had lost her and this time completely. She was broken. Again. He did break her, repair her just to break her again leaving a broken shattered woman but strong willed. ---------------------------------------------------- The cruel, sadistic Rogue Alpha and his caring, lovable Witch mate. Will it be too late for him to say sorry?

Memoirs of a discontented teen by elilah_b

The raw thoughts of a discontented teen. To say I obsess about the past is an understatement. It takes a long time for me to wrap my head around a relationship after it ends. I'm sitting on the cold hard floor in the bathroom. It's 3:06 in the morning, everybody is asleep and I'm here trying to get through the isolation and depression stage of a breakup. To speed up the process I have my headsets plugged in and I'm listening to melancholy music which is what I normally do when I can't feel or when I've reached the point where I have run out of tears to shed. Call it manufactured grief or the fast food for my sadness.

Whispers Of Unseen Wounds by xainakevisa

"The feelings I thought were gone are resurfacing inside me. Why do these emotions keep haunting me, bringing back memories I don't want to relive? I told myself I shouldn't let these thoughts bring more troubles into my life, but even now, when I remember the last time I saw him, those feelings came rushing back". .......Then I snapped back from my thoughts. ___

Save Me by LunarDivinity

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

Wings of Butterflies by herview

Hoping to shake this human off once and for all, I twisted my body around rapidly with a plan to put my words into action. When I was on my way to push this man as deep into the floor as possible my body all of the sudden went rigid. When my body froze solid, so did my brain. It took me several seconds to get out of my trance and when I finally did, all that was running through my mind were two words. Those eyes. All of the feelings that I had been hiding for the last 160 years were now coming crashing down on me. They were literally shooting out from this human's eyes like fire. A fire that burned into my core.

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She clung to people. He ran from people. She was broken. He thought he could mend her. She lost a baby. He lost his lifeline. She became his worst nightmare. He became her saving grace. She dished his greatest fear. He became her lifeline. ** "Don't. Touch. Me." I spat with tears. My mother gasped. "Kendra..." he whispered. "No! You said she'll be fine. You said it will be okay. Is this okay, No! You didn't keep your word..." I shouted and cried out the last part. I clutched his shirt in my hands and kept hitting him anywhere I could. Every other person in the room just cried. I kept on crying and hitting Ethan. A tear landed on my fist. It wasn't mine. I looked up to find Ethan crying. I didn't care that I was hurting him at the moment. It wasn't his fault. But Emily wasn't here. She never will be. * This is purely a work of fiction and it's copyrighted. Do Not Steal My Work! Much love, Joy.