Impitoyable の小説・ストーリー

His faced remained bored and unamused causing a wave of anger to wash over me. If I am going to be showing him my body he should at least be appreciative. "Why do you look so bored? This is supposed to be my punishment, not yours" I snapped. "I've seen better." He shrugged sending me mixed emotions. "Ugh! Well fuck you, you narcissistic, impulsive bitch!" I yelled as I attempted to brush past him. But as soon as my shoulder came in contact with his, his hands tightly gripped into my arm and slammed my back against the wall.

She said and rolled her eyes. "Is he seriously coming?" "He's habitue here so he will surely come." "I can't wait any longer." "That is why you cannot achieve what you want, you are so impatient." "Let's change position then? So you will know how difficult this is, I feel like time is slowing down to pissed me off more." "See! you are impatient and a spoiled brat that is why you cannot do everything precisely, you want an easy life. There is no such word as easy when it comes to job always remember that you spoiled bitch."

The very notion repeats itself in my mind ad nauseam. “You got a fucking problem mate?” the loathsome creature snaps, the malicious odour around him intensifying as his mind runs through all the contemptible yet hilarious ways he would love to put me in my place. It amuses me how the most sadistic of humans are also the most stupid. Their inability to feel humility or empathy gives them a warped sense of self; a grandiose reflection that impedes them from seeing the dangers they willingly put themselves in. Dangers I feel no compulsion to warn them about.

I refuse to allow you or anyone else to diminish my value and make me feel insignificant. Scarlett's frustration was evident as she confronted Sable, her words laced with a mix of disappointment and exasperation. "Sable, you can ponder as much as you desire about your own self," she began, her voice tinged with a hint of anger. "But it's a fact that nobody will befriend you or spend time with you."

It stings like a bitch! ************

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

" Everyone kept quiet and Beatrice look bored from the whole thing. Alex held an apologetic look and I suddenly felt stupid for wasting my precious time to impress this horrible woman only to be embarrassed in front of everyone. Everyone has their gaze on me. Everyone! She was yelling so loud at Alex that it got everyone's attention. I tried to walk away as calm as I can but the shame wouldn't let me. I can't cry, not right here, not right now. I stand still as I glare back at the woman standing right in front of me with pure hatred. "What are you staring at whore?" "Listen, woman, just because you are rich and all doesn't give you the right to talk down on anyone."

Her words shocked him, first he thought she was being delusional but hearing her words, he couldn’t bring himself to think correctly, “what did you say?” “Yes Shane, I have been hit many times, I have been slapped, kicked and thrown into a gutter. I have been beaten for stealing an apple because I was too hungry and hadn’t eaten for days. I have been beaten by drunken men while being molested. I have been shoved around like a weightless leaf and dumped aside like a piece of trash. I have been mocked, laughed at and spat on by passersby. So you see, there is absolutely nothing you do to me now that I have never experienced before,” tears were trailing down her cheeks and she didn’t bother hid

You are a slow killer, opening the Gate to others, before sending Your victim to the grave. Your face is too ugly to behold, And your canines, Devastation With a capital D Your hands are covered with Thick soot ready to paint people black And your embrace is like that Of a boa constrictor, excruciating In effect. You have proved a menace to the world And carelessly have broken Millions of hearts. You are as quiet as the graveyard But your stings are worse than The scorpions

The stone slabs mopped it up like sponges. “What have you done?” screamed Isimud. “You idiot! You have no idea. You have no idea what you’ve done!” Jimmy turned to face him. The little man was incandescent with rage. His nostrils flared, the veins throbbed in his bright red temples and his eyes bulged with anger. The force of it was so great that Jimmy took several steps backwards, as though blown by a strong gale. His hip crashed into the corner of a table, his heel got caught on the leg and he stumbled backwards.