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My greatest regret in this life, and I have many, is not living freely. Not believing I was worthy enough to defend myself. That I took every hit, every hard word, and every cold look as if it was what I deserved. That I believed every sweet whisper and fake smile and questioned nothing, and that I held onto hope in relationships when there was none there to begin with.
To all those who made my life miserable…I wouldn’t be so forgiving. I would fight to be free not just from this prison but from the rules and thoughts of others. I would be me unapologetically.
The deadliest predator is the one you don't even see coming.
Kane turns away and heads toward the class, making his way to Seria and the other three boys I used to call childhood friends. I turn and watch him leave, wondering if the memories I had of my young childhood were all lies and illusions.
“If I’m so pathetic and deranged, then maybe you should be a little worried, Ivy.” I take a step closer, her face still dripping with red and white sauce. “Because if I really have no one, then I have nothing to lose.”
“Even someone small or weak can light a match that would burn an entire house down to ashes.”
Why did I ever want the love of such cold idiots? And why did I ever let Ivy and those assholes have a hold over my life? Why did I never fight back?
None of them could ever understand how this felt. The aches and the pain, I’d embrace them all and let them slowly strengthen me.
“Sometimes freedom means being the bad guy. Sometimes, you gotta embrace the darkness they create in you and make it your own. Don’t be consumed by the shit they throw at you or inflict. Instead, let the dark little soul in you break free and make ‘em all bleed.”
“Words can hurt, wounds can fester, but even the most broken of bones can heal again, Red.”
something tells me he went through hell just like me. And he survived it, creating the boy with these piercing blue eyes before me. The one who seems deranged and unhinged yet shelters something a little lost or broken deeper inside.
“Just live the way you want, Red. Whether you're the good guy or the bad guy
in someone else's story, everyone becomes a villain at some point. It's only a difference in perspective.”
“Don’t ever let them see you stumble. There's strength in a smile. Even if it's forced.” His gaze meets mine, and whatever he sees has his expression softening. “You seem like a fighter anyway, little sea star.”
“So let me get this straight. You think I want you? That any girl sitting at this table couldn’t possibly just want to eat? They must be up to something and want your attention?” I raise a brow, shaking my head as I quickly continue. “And you want girls to
fuck, to use, and to then throw away when you please, but they should have no expectations or needs themselves?” I lean a little closer toward him. “What? They should be grateful to get your dick?” I swing my fork in between my fingers as I pull back and sit straighter. “What's
But death…I’d been there, done that. Living was harder.
And there was no point in living in fear. That wasn’t living.
My only true haven and home in this world was him.
The only person I could trust, the only one I could truly be at ease with… My world, my ally, my strength…my mate.
