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with her sneaker clad feet dangling, flow stared at the walls her heart beating so fast she felt as if she was going to have a heart attack. then again she might as well have because with the news she knew she was bound to receive she could of keeled over and died. save her self the trouble of her father beating the shit out of her.
bringing her hand up to her eyes as tears trickled down her cheeks she could not understand for the life of her why had she made such a mistake. she had never been one to make judgments on a whim. then again the fact that she was wasted didn't help one bit.
easing up from the chair when the doctor came in flow looked up to him, ashamed . rather embarrassed. embarrassed that someone other than herself knew that she had placed herself in the position she was in.
feeling her heart sink at his head nod that is all flow needed. grabbing her jacket from off of the chair she dashed out of the clinic almost trampling someone who was coming in.
running she ran as fast as her feet could take her. crying she just could not stop as the wind blew against her cheeks chilling her tears.
slamming her bedroom door once she got inside she locked the door shut imprisoning herself inside. collapsing on her bed she cried something terrible as she ached both emotionally and physically.
staring up at the ceiling when the tears could come no more flow just laid still. staring - wondering - wishing
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"M-Michael?" I stuttered He smirked then chuckled at me. "You didn't think I would find you? Did you?" He smirked. "I-I..." I was shocked. How did he find me? His smirk turned to a serious and intimidating one. He started walking towards me in long strides. I turned around and started running, but didn't get very far when I felt hands wrap around my waist. "Let me go!" He chuckled and whispered in my ear, "I'll never let you go again princess." I felt tears sting my eyes and blur my vision. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "No!" I cried and banged on his solid back. I saw that he was leading me towards his car. "No! Michael don't! Please don't!" He chuckled, "you won't be saying that for long baby girl." He put me down easily and caged me in. My back on the car door and his hands on the roof of the car. His warm minty breath fanned across my face. He brought his face down to my neck and started kissing. I squirmed to get out, but he brought his hands down to my hips to hold me in place. He brought his head up to look me in the eyes and brought both his hands up to my face. "I love you baby girl." He opened the back door, where the windows are tinted. "Get in." He said I looked to the door then him and shook my head. He narrowed his eyes at me and they instantly turned darker. He grabbed my arm roughly and threw me in. I landed on my stomach and I looked back to see Michael coming in a bit. I turned to look at the door in front of me and I moved up and tried to open it. I tugged and tugged and then I heard chuckling behind me. "Aren't child safety locks great baby girl?" He smirked at me. I felt tears run down my cheeks. He pulled my arm so I was close to him again. He wiped away my tears with his thumb. "Don't cry baby, please, you know it breaks my heart to see you hurt." "Then l-let me go.Concluída
His Other Best friend
"Bestie!?", he called. 'Don't talk to me, nigga. You make me sick', she hissed walking into her bedroom. "Bae, don't be like dat. You know that I was only looking out for your ass, girl", he said following behind her, grasping her by the arm pulling her body against his. 'Man, just leave me alone, Chris', she responded vehemently. "You mad at me", he stated leaning down placing a kiss to her forehead. 'Ya damn skippy', she agreed. He sighed, "What can I do to make it up to ya? You know I ain't sorry, but I don't like fa ya ass to be mad at me. You know I love you, right?", he asked. She did not say anything. "Right?", he asked, arms tightening around her. 'I guess, now let me go', she grumbled trying to unwind his arms from around her. He kissed his teeth, "You guess? Don't fuckin' play wit' me, Mor", he said staring down at her, nostrils flaring. If there was one thing he hated for sure it was when she doubted his love for her and she knew this. She rolled her eyes being done with this conversation. She just wanted to lie down on her comfortable bed and wallow in her misery for a little while without the very cause of it being in her presence. They, Chris, a couple of friends, and her were out chillin' when she was approached by a cute guy. They were talking when Chris approaches them hanging all over her and ran him off. She just wanted to find someone. She felt like she was ready to love someone deeper than platonically, but now she feels like she probably never will with Chris around. This isn't the first time he has done this either. It is actually around the fifth and she is fed up with his shit. She found herself on her bed with Chris on top of her lying between her legs kissing on her neck. 'Stop', she breathed shoving at his shoulders. "You still mad?", he asked in between kisses. She grunted in annoyance, 'Stop', she ordered, but he continued. "Then no", he denied then proceeded to fuck her back to sleep.Concluída
Snowbound Hearts
The quiet buzz of the airport hummed around Prachi as she sat in a stiff metal chair, her hands clutching the handle of a bright yellow trolley bag. People shuffled past her, each absorbed in their own hurried lives, but Prachi felt like she was moving through quicksand. The weight of the doctor's words-"malignant tumor"-still pressed heavy on her chest. She closed her eyes, trying to push away the pang of fear. This was supposed to be her escape. Ten days in the pristine Himalayas, away from the suffocating city and her own reality. It was then that a sharp cry snapped her out of her thoughts. Her eyes flew open to see a little girl, no older than three, toddling toward the rushing traffic just outside the terminal doors. Instinct took over. Prachi bolted to her feet, her sprained ankle screaming in protest, and ran toward the child. The screech of brakes filled the air as she swooped in and pulled the little girl back, just in time. The child blinked at her with wide, doll-like eyes, too young to understand the danger she had been in. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" Prachi asked, her voice trembling. Before she could process the moment, a man rushed toward them. His face was etched with panic, and his sharp features were softened only by the warmth in his eyes as he looked at the child. He hugged the girl tightly, whispering something Prachi couldn't hear, before standing and turning to her. "Thank-" The word seemed stuck in his throat. His eyes darted to her sprained foot, but instead of gratitude, his expression hardened. Without another word, he grabbed the child and left, his stride brisk, his presence as cold as the air outside. Prachi stared after him, shocked and furious. But before she could gather her thoughts, her eyes fell on her yellow trolley bag-or at least, what she thought was hers.Concluída
A Little Bit Of Joy | ✔
[Featured by wattpad romance, teen fiction, young adult and psychologicalnovel] Joy Jones was a seventeen-year-old kind and optimistic girl working in her grandpa's flower shop, but she had a secret. She was suffering from acute lymphoblastic leukaemia and wanted nothing, but to die peacefully. That was until Logan Kellerman, a young man with suicidal tendencies came storming into her life and stole roses from her grandpa's flower shop. Instead of running away with what he came for, he found himself falling deeper and deeper into her as she made his heart skip in delight, for she was, in her own words, a little bit of Joy. * * * from some of my readers of this book, thanks❤- ❝I LOVE YOUR STORY OKAY. THIS STORY AND YOUR WRITING- IT GIVES ME HOPE YOU KNOW.❞ - aimawrites ❝This is so different than so many stereotypical stories on here and i'm so glad i read it.❞ -lepus_leporis ❝They're both so poetic and beautiful and perfect for each other. GAHHhh I love them.❞ - alycecaswell ❝The way she vividly describes the world makes me so happy. Heat keeps rushing to my cheeks in pure euphoric joy. This book is making me so grateful for everything around me and I never want it to end.❞ - nylammeeyn [highest rank: 7 in sad] [cover by soulanatomy]Concluída
Sister Deborah
Imagine going from this: "Can I kiss you?" Those words reverberated through my ears and sent shivers down my spine, literally. I could sense the passion in her voice and the immense desire in her eyes. "Can I?" Deborah repeated, tilting her face close to mine. I steered my lips near hers and closed the gap between us, barely inches apart. _____________________________________ To this: "Neche, my love." Deborah said my name softly, almost in a whisper. She struggled to get on her feet to no avail, stretching her hands to her crutches, pissing me off with her pitiful actions. Timi leaped close to her and helped her up while I just stood there, numb, disgusted by her very presence. "Why did you bring this whore into our room, Timi?" I faced him angrily, and Deborahʼs face turned sour at my words. She looked so dazed, clearly not believing what I'd just called her. _____________________________________ Now, imagine the rest of the story. Or you could just simply read it and find out what this epic, thrilling blockbuster novel holds in store for you!Concluída
FINESSE
- PUBLISHED ON ESTORY - - PUBLISHED ON MOBORRADER - - PUBLISHED ON TELL - - PUBLISHED ON IREADER - THE EMOTIONAL TEEN SERIES: FINESSE (BOOK 1) Ikeoluwa tapped her feet soundlessly on the tiled floor. The head phones on her head blasted music crazily into her ears and even the people close to her could hear tiny little bits. She pulled it off head and placed it on her neck as soon as the doctor turned to her. Flashing him a smile, she asked. "How long do I have left Doctor Makinde?" Ike asked as Doctor Makinde glanced at her parents who were seated at the couch in the spacious office. He sighed seeing the anxiousness on their faces. "Two months" he said after a while. "I still have that long?" Ike asked with a bewildered expression. ------------------------------- Two months. Two months was all that was left for 17-year old Adeniyi Ikeoluwa. Diagnosed with leukamia at the age of four; Ike has struggled to live through her childhood and preteen years with the aid of drugs and therapy. But then; the drugs or the therapy doesn't seem to work any longer as her body and health began to detoriate. After been told that she had two months left to live; Ike decides to make these two months the best months of her life. She wants to die without any regrets but then, will she really die without any regrets? FINESSE @DARE-ATUNSE 'SEMILOORE. ©COPYRIGHT.Concluída
roses & their thorns.
"Its like you built our relationship with lies." He muttered in disdain and tears shamelessly fell down his cheeks. "What did you expect? I couldn't have told you everything from the beginning." I cried and listened to my heart beat slowly. "We've been together for months. You could've told me sooner!" He grimaced and turned away. "How could I? You can't easily slip these things into a conversation." I sat up and fiddled with my fingers. I was scared that he'd leave me, just like my mother did. "It isn't about slipping it into conversation easily. Its about it being the topic of the conversation. For fucks sakes, you make an excuse for everything!" I hated when he yelled at me. Tears threatened to pour out of my eyes, but I refused to cry. Too much was going on for me to waste my time crying. "You're fucking dying Elias! This is shit you don't leave out when you're dating someone!" "Its not that serious." I argued, but it was a lie. It was serious. Very serious. My heart could give up on me at any moment. I watched as he shook his head in disappointment before leaving and slamming the hospital door shut. Without hesitation, the tears involuntarily fell down my face as I sobbed. - cover by @rosenoirwrites 🥺🥰
Emotionally Scarred
Xelahni made it as far as the gas station before her foot gave out on her " yo you good ?" She jumped at the voice and nodded " you sure ? Yo foot look funny asl" she looked down at her foot and started crying because the pain started to hit her since her adrenaline went away . " I ..I think I sprung my ankle ." The guy nodded and went to pick her up and she flinched " I'm not gonna hurt you , what's ya name ?" She looked in his eyes " Pooh"he chuckled and nodded " okay Pooh lemme help you get to the hospital okay ?" She was hesitant but agreed anyways " I didn't get your name " he placed her in the front seat " you can call me p" she nodded and held her bag closely to her " when's the last time you showered ?" She shrugged because she genuinely didn't remember her parents never allowed her to bathe they always came in and wiped her down for their next customer. " well okay" They made it to the hospital in no time " aye can I get some help she gotta sprained ankle I think , her shit look funny" the nurse helped Xalahni out the car and into a wheelchair " okay we can take it from here" he nodded and disappeared.Concluída![The Mafia's Weakness//JJK X Reader// [COMPLETE]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/318702182-256-k48093.jpg)
The Mafia's Weakness//JJK X Reader// [COMPLETE]
He was darkness in human form. She was the light he never asked for. Jihye entered his world without a clue of the danger wrapped around his name. Jungkook didn't believe in softness, yet she made his silence loud with emotions he didn't want to feel. But when the past resurfaces, everything they built threatens to fall. Because love doesn't come easy when your world is made of blood and betrayal. • • • Brushing a strand of hair from her face, his voice a low murmur. JK: you don't have to be scared of me doll. i don't bite... unless you ask. •Sorry guys for the grammar mistake actually English is not my first language so I'm sorry and this is my first story so I hope you will support me..Concluída
CAGES OF LOVE || KIM TAEHYUNG FF
Stuffing a hand in his pocket, he tilted his head. Biting the corner of his lip, he took a thorough overview of her body before looking back at her teary honey orbs. She felt chills, watching that obnoxious deadliness in his oceanic orbs. He started walking back, making her feel uneasy. She continued to stare at him while he kept walking backward but halted at the door. He gave her a sinister smirk, and she saw a turbulant havoc emerging in his gaze. Her senses alerted when he clutched the doorknob. Before she could say or do anything, he slammed the door shut with a thud, and her eyes widened when she heard click of door locking. "Taehyung.. What the hell is this!!" Y/n exclaimed, rushing towards the door, but her heart sank, finding it already locked. "Why did you lock the door?!" She aggressively twisted the doorknob, but her movements paused, whereas her whole body shuddered in sheer terror hearing his dark soul-shivering chuckle from outside. Her throat went dry, and her soul trembled, not knowing what madness he was about to unleash. "Open the door, Taehyung!!!" She banged her fist on the door, growing more terrified by the second. "Taehyung, please!!" She shouted, banging louder. Her heart started thudding against her chest when she heard him hissing from outside. Mockery and evilness were lacing in his tone, which made her more afraid and desperate Taehyung leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms against his chest, his left heel against the door as he smirked viciously. "Calm down.. Little doll..." His cavernous, serene voice made her feel cold chills running through her veins. "Just take rest until I come back to you.. because trust me... " He paused and tilted his head, looking over his shoulder. "Tonight, I'll come back to ruin you in ways you'll beg to be undone... but only after I erase Jeon Jungkook from this world - slowly, painfully, and so mercilessly, even hell will flinch." Highest Ranking #1 - Passion genreConcluída
"M-Michael?" I stuttered He smirked then chuckled at me. "You didn't think I would find you? Did you?" He smirked. "I-I..." I was shocked. How did he find me? His smirk turned to a serious and intimidating one. He started walking towards me in long strides. I turned around and started running, but didn't get very far when I felt hands wrap around my waist. "Let me go!" He chuckled and whispered in my ear, "I'll never let you go again princess." I felt tears sting my eyes and blur my vision. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "No!" I cried and banged on his solid back. I saw that he was leading me towards his car. "No! Michael don't! Please don't!" He chuckled, "you won't be saying that for long baby girl." He put me down easily and caged me in. My back on the car door and his hands on the roof of the car. His warm minty breath fanned across my face. He brought his face down to my neck and started kissing. I squirmed to get out, but he brought his hands down to my hips to hold me in place. He brought his head up to look me in the eyes and brought both his hands up to my face. "I love you baby girl." He opened the back door, where the windows are tinted. "Get in." He said I looked to the door then him and shook my head. He narrowed his eyes at me and they instantly turned darker. He grabbed my arm roughly and threw me in. I landed on my stomach and I looked back to see Michael coming in a bit. I turned to look at the door in front of me and I moved up and tried to open it. I tugged and tugged and then I heard chuckling behind me. "Aren't child safety locks great baby girl?" He smirked at me. I felt tears run down my cheeks. He pulled my arm so I was close to him again. He wiped away my tears with his thumb. "Don't cry baby, please, you know it breaks my heart to see you hurt." "Then l-let me go.
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