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Marcus: What the Silence Brought With It
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2026-07-22 03:24:40
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The Things We Don't Say Jordan: The Cosmos Coming to Work
My father was waiting behind his desk when I walked in, and from the look on his face, it was a conversation we both knew I wouldn't like. His hands were clasped on the table in front of him, and a stern look settled between his eyes.Closing the door behind me, I dropped into one of the couches, making sure to put as much distance as I could between the two of us. The last thing I wanted was to hear whatever he had to say while standing so close to him. I didn't think my patience was that great."Good of you to join me, Jordan," he started, getting on his feet. "Surely, answering one's father the instant they call is now a fast-declining tradition. Maybe I need to get up to speed with what kids these days are doing."I watched as he moved to the mini bar by the left side of his study, right next to the rows of books. “Or maybe I need to be harder with you. I don’t get it, Jordan. What is wrong with you?”I wasn’t entirely certain if that was a question, because he said it so calmly t
The Things We Don't Say Jordan: What the Dragon Wants
The shrill of the alarm clock reverberated around the room so abruptly that, right then, it took a few seconds for me to realize where I was. “Urghh!” I groaned, rubbing my palms against my face. “What time is it?”When I checked the clock, I saw that it was almost midday. A few months ago, I would have panicked. My father hated it when I slept in after a night out. It didn't matter that it was a weekend. There was always some document to go over, or an urgent trip to be made. I’d forgotten what a holiday felt like. Until now. Yawning, I got out of bed and sauntered into the bathroom, brushing my teeth. I had already stood him up last night when my mom said he was waiting in his study to see me. I might as well stretch it for as long as I could.My part of the house had a little kitchenette, so I headed there first after brushing my teeth. The door was already open when I strolled in, walking towards the coffee machine. The pot was full. Someone had already gotten to it. A housek
The Things We Don't Say Jordan: Screaming with Closed Lips
They were already leaving, packing their bags and getting their coats before filing out the door. Nita was waiting for me by the table, my jacket in her hands and a look I couldn’t decipher in her eyes. “What?” I muttered when I got closer. "You didn't have to be a jerk to him, you know? He did nothing wrong, other than lock lips with you. And you are the only one in this scenario that finds it wrong, by the way."I took my jacket from her. “It’s not about the kiss. I mean, the kiss probably contributed to it, but…it wasn’t about him. Emma was a pleasant date.”“Didn’t sound like it when you asked her to leave,” she shot back, handing me my keys too. “You hated the whole experience, but you won’t admit it to yourself because of your pride.”“Careful, Nita.”“Actually, no.” She didn’t surprise me at all. “I think I have earned the right to be called and act your friend, seeing as we have shared a bottle of scotch and your mother has walked in on me sitting behind your desk. And what
The Things We Don't Say Marcus: Similitude of Betrayal
I was waiting for my ride when I felt him behind me. It was the way he made his presence known in every space he stepped into, without needing to utter a word. I felt it in every part of my being, in the way my skin suddenly tingled, in the way I could still feel the taste of the beer from his lips on mine. He didn't call me, but I knew he was heading for me. And I stayed put, counting the seconds until he stopped beside me. Jordan was different today. He was displeased about something, and it showed in the way he stood, the way he refused to look at me, like he was trying to stop himself from doing something.Or saying something. "I'm waiting for my ride." It was a totally unnecessary thing to say. Anyone who came out here could tell I was waiting for a ride. I tried to remedy the damage, but he beat me to it. “When were you going to tell me?”I stopped. “Tell you what?”“That you are gay.”Joshua. It was the only person I could think about. He was the only one who knew. I couldn’
The Things We Don't Say Jordan: Out of My System
I flicked the lighter and brought it to the butt of the cigarette, taking in a deep breath as the flames licked up the white stick. Leaning against the wall at the back of the diner, I closed my eyes, letting the cloud of smoke dance in my face. I felt stressed for some strange reason. Tonight was supposed to be going well. I had a hot woman by my side and a great meal. Yet, I felt entirely stressed and angry. And even more annoying was the fact that I didn't know what had gotten me so pissed.Taking another puff, I waited for the feeling to hit. Fuck Marcus. Fuck him for lying to me about his sexuality. It was true that my mother wasn't the best when it came to dependability and reliability, but she wouldn't lie about something like this.Or would she?Maybe I was overreacting. It didn’t even matter because…Because…I hated this feeling.Another puff.I couldn’t describe it. I didn’t even know what it was. It felt like a clawed creature tearing its way through my chest. And when I
The Things We Don't Say Marcus: The Edge of Being Strangers
I couldn't breathe. One moment, it felt like it was just a minor ache in my chest, and the next, it was full-blown, clawing so hard at me that I almost cried out from the intensity. I tried to swallow. I tried to down more red wine. Nothing was working. “So, Emma,” Nita started, her tone forcefully cheery. “How did you get into working for a news station?”"Oh, we don't call it that," she answered in her sultry tone. "It is actually a global news agency, and we specialize in top corporate firms and wealthy families, like the Arthurs. We actually believe that including us first in every new policy formed or, in your case, a new project, puts you on a global landscape with the reach we have."“So, you think your little ‘global’ agency has the ability to increase the reach Arthur Group already has?” Everyone can hear how ludicrous it sounds from Nita’s tone, and our eyes move to Emma, waiting for her response. She was leaning into Jordan so hard that I actually thought he needed to com
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