Don't Push Me

Don't Push Me

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An inhumanly cruel, violent, or depraved person. This is the definition of a beast. One way to look at falling is to be captured or defeated. The definition of love is a strong feeling of affection. Why would anyone want to be captured or defeated by a cruel, violent or depraved person because of a strong feeling of affection? In other words, why would anyone want to fall in love with a beast? :Excerpt from the story: "I'm the good one! I always do my best to fend others from harm. I'm the one that can't celebrate my own birthday knowing nothing good will come out of it. I'm the one who can't let anyone into my life in fear they will be the ones hurt. I'm the one that has lost everything and everyone important to me. I get let down by everything, I'm the lost and never found, I'm the hurt but never healed. So answer me this, why was I the one who ended up with the short end of the stick again? Why am I the one who ended up with the beast?" I scream, shivering with anger as I look at the destruction my mate as caused after attacking the last person, the last thread of hope and sanity I had. "Because, Chriselda. You are the only one strong enough to endure that. You are the only one strong enough to tame the beast. The only one able to find him when he has lost himself." He whispers softly. "Well then, consider him lost for good. I quit, I won't be his little rag doll anymore." "Chriselda wait-" "Scott, stop! I don't care. I give up trying to save him." I shout into the rain. "I. Give. Up." The final whispers of defeat tumble from my mouth. I really have fallen.
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"Who are you?" He asked eyes as wide and bright as the moon. His expression didn't even fit his pretty face anymore, it was just plastered there laughing at me crushing me down. This is not me! I don't get emotional and break down. I was raised to be strong and fight these horrible beasts that murdered my family. I took a look at him. He was all tied up and bruised. His dress shirt was wet and torn with blood all over it. I hated how he looked, it broke me down. "Answer me!" He yelled nearly in my face. I closed my eyes shut and felt a tear leave my eye. How can i just betray him like this? And make a fool out of myself. "I.. I.." I started but i couldn't Finnish my words. I felt like i'd die if i do. I met Josh Teris when i was attacked by a pack of werewolves. He was on the side of the creak when i saw him i could tell he was a werewolf, he had a dark and dangerous look to him. He was the most beautiful man I've ever seen, he was clueless so i lied to him my name and made up a whole different person that i wasn't. Maybe i did it because i wanted to get away from the life i had. Be normal for just one second. My life was based on rules and whenever i was with him he made me feel alive. I knew danger was lurking in his way. When it came it revealed all of me. Secrets came out and things started to reveal that i never thought was true myths that i read about in old books at least i thought they were myths. Now he knows and now i don't know if he would look at me the same. Every Vengeance, Has it's Price.

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