Novels by Fayibah

A few weeks after the wedding, life somehow settled into something that looked normal.Too normal.At first, Jordy kept expecting things to fall apart immediately. He expected awkwardness, tension, mistakes, or at least some huge shift in the house after their parents got married. But none of that happened.Instead, everything blended together frighteningly well.His mom adjusted quickly to the new house, moving around comfortably like she had lived there forever. Matt’s dad seemed happier too, more relaxed than Jordy had ever seen him. Even Maya had returned fully to her usual self, spending more time outside the house than inside it and acting like nothing around her surprised her anymore.And somehow, Jordy and Matt adapted too.They became careful.Careful in the way they looked at each other around people.Careful with touches.Careful with timing.Their relationship turned into quiet moments stolen between r

Jordy woke up slowly.Not the kind of waking where everything settled into place immediately, but the kind where his body felt too heavy to move and his thoughts floated around without direction. For a few seconds, he just stared at the ceiling above him, blinking slowly as sunlight pushed faintly through the curtains.He did not recognize where he was at first.Then everything came back all at once.The wedding.The house.Matt.The vows.The reception.Last night.His eyes closed briefly as he let out a slow breath.Right.This was his room now.Or at least it was supposed to be.He shifted slightly on the bed and immediately felt the dull ache spread through his body, not painful enough to make him complain, but enough to remind him how little rest he had actually gotten. He dragged a hand through his hair and sat up slowly, squinting toward the curtains again.It was brighter

The drive back was quiet.Not the soft, comfortable kind of quiet that made you feel at ease, but the kind that settled in after a day that had been too full—too loud, too emotional, too real. It was the kind of silence that pressed gently against your chest, reminding you that something had shifted, even if you could not fully name it yet.Matt drove with both hands on the wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. The streetlights passed in slow intervals, casting brief flashes of gold across his face before disappearing again into the dark.Jordy sat beside him, his head turned toward the window, watching the city blur past like it did not belong to him anymore. His reflection stared back faintly in the glass, his expression unreadable even to himself. His body felt heavy, like the weight of the day had finally sett

The house woke up before the sun did.Jordy knew that because when he opened his eyes, the noise was already there—footsteps, voices, doors opening and closing, the faint clatter of things being moved around like everyone had somewhere urgent to be.He stared at the ceiling for a moment before sitting up slowly.It took him a second to remember.Then it hit.Tomorrow.No—today.The wedding was no longer “in two days” or “tomorrow.”It was now.But first—The day before.The final stretch.He dragged himself out of bed and stepped out into the hallway. The energy in the house was different—faster, louder, more chaotic. It felt like everything was moving at once.His mom was already dressed, moving from one room to another, speaking to someone on the phone while giving instructions at the same time. Matt’s dad was downstairs, coordinating something with a vendor. Maya was leaning on the staircas

The next two days came faster than Jordy expected.Too fast.One moment the wedding felt like something far away, something he could ignore when it became too overwhelming, and the next it was right there, pressing into everything.Two days.That was all that was left.Jordy stood in his room, staring at the bags on his bed, half packed, half forgotten. His hands rested on the zipper, but he did not move. It felt strange leaving this room knowing he would not come back to it the same way again.“Jordy!”His mom’s voice broke through his thoughts.“We are leaving soon!”“Coming,” he replied, forcing himself to move.He zipped up the bag, grabbed the rest of his things, and walked out.The house felt different as he stepped through it one last time, quieter than usual, like everything was already letting go. His mom, on the other hand, was glowing, moving around with excitement, checking things, smiling to he

The question lingered in the car longer than it should have.“Do you have a girlfriend?”Jordy’s mom sounded casual, like it was just another thing to keep the conversation going between her and Maya’s nonstop chatter, but the moment it dropped, everything slowed.Matt did not answer immediately.Jordy kept his eyes forward, but he felt it—that small pause, that hesitation that said too much.Maya noticed too.Of course she did.She tilted her head slightly, watching Matt with quiet interest, the corner of her lips lifting like she was waiting for something amusing to unfold.Matt finally spoke.“No.”Short. Simple.Jordy’s mom nodded, already moving past it. “Ah, okay. I thought you might.”Matt shrugged lightly. “Not really my thing right now.”Maya let out a soft scoff under her breath, almost silent, like she found the answer funny for reasons she was not about to explain.“So no on