Novel & Cerita A Is For The Apple That He Gave To Me

“Did you hear that? Alexander Kane again. That man is unstoppable.” “Tell me about it,” her friend laughed. “Single, rich, and brilliant. Lucky whoever ends up with him.” I chuckled softly under my breath and kept walking. If only they knew the real Alexander—the one who helped me when I had nothing, the one who makes me feel seen. I picked up some apples and yogurt, chatting briefly with the vendor about the fresh produce. “These apples are perfect today, miss,” the vendor said, weighing them. “Sweet and crisp.” “I’ll take a dozen,” I replied. “Been craving something healthy after all the office coffee.”

he said quietly before casually grabbing an apple from the fruit rack, as if he hadn’t just turned my world upside down. I clenched my fists. This summer was going to be hell.

What ever that is. "That sounds good," we reply and she pauses for a second. "You haven't had it, have you," she asks and we shake our head. "No, I haven't had many sweets. At Alpha training they had cookies. That was a surprise. I ate them everytime we had a meal," we say and she shakes her head in a sad way. "Well be ready. Momma Marsh sent us a Strawberry shortcake. It is delicious. You won't want anything else ever again," Karina says as she takes the last items out of the basket with a determined look on her face.

For a moment, he hesitated, but grabbed it out of my hand. A smile played on my lips, “Thank you. Ezra, would you mind pulling up the car?” He nodded, rushing away, and returning a few moments later. He popped the trunk as well as opening the back door. I began to lean for one of the wooden crates, but the man stopped me, “Please, allow me to at least work for the extra. We can handle it,” he snatched up an apple, handing it to me. The apple was delicious. It had a sweet, yet tart inside and a great crunch.

[AHVI’S POINT OF VIEW] I sit on the kitchen counter peeling an apple; it’s been my favorite since Vance first gave it to me at the hospital. I snort as I take a bite. Despite what he has done, he remains at the center of my existence; everything about me revolves around him, and I had not realized how much he is like the air I breathe until now—even when I am trying so hard to hate him. I snort again and take another bite. I guess this is what he wanted—having me wrapped around his finger.

Who the real boss is! "How dare you--" "Russian Apple!" "What?!" "Russian Apple!" I repeated. I knew the guy was drunk probably believe what I say, "Have you seen it? It's bluish in color. Have tasted it? It's like blueberry and more round than your ugly a**." He was confused, "Really? Wait, you called my a** ugly aga--" "I got pampers as my 2nd Christmas gift from my parents." "What, lady, are you out of your m--"

He asked, smiling. “What do you mean babe?” “Of course I do!!!!!” She blushed. “I miss you too baby!” He said, giving her a light kiss. “See, I bought you fresh apples!” He said, revealing them to her. “Awwwwn thank you my love!” “Give me a kiss!” She said, blushing. “Thanks babe!” She added, after the kiss. “Are you sure this isn’t the apple Adam gave eve in the Bible?” She chuckled.

Fortunately for me, the teacher was acting like a know it all so I decided to ruin his ego a little bit. “Okay Alex, if you had five apples and you gave one third to Mary and a half to Josh how much will you have left?” old but kind of cute hag asked. “I will have five apples” I replied. “Why did you say five?” “First of all, who in the mother of monkey milk are Mary and Josh? I would like to know people first before I share my apples. I do not know if I can trust them because if I give them my apple without trusting them they can kill me with it. They can throw them at me. Apples can be dangerous you know.”

I asked with a smile, deeply moved by the gesture. Ethan nodded a few times. "I told my mommy that you look sick and asked her for an apple. An apple a day keeps the doctor away, right, teacher?" I let out a hearty laugh at his comment and lightly pinched his cheek. "Why, thank you. You're so thoughtful, Ethan. I will be sure to eat this so I won't be sick." Ethan bounced away with a proud smile on his face and I smiled at the apple he gave me. I placed the apple in my bag and I glanced at my phone when I received a message from Leila.

I smirked, taking one apple from the bowl on the table. “Yes, you did,” she said sadly. “You were like a zombie, Sel,” she kissed my parents, then sat down beside me and took one apple, too. She took a bite of her apple. “I didn’t know we have this,” she said. “When did you buy this?” Her eyes were on Mom. “We did not buy that. Albert brought that today,” She said, glancing at me, then smiling at Dad. “No way! You’re just bluffing?” I said, playing the fruit near my nose. It smells so sweet. I can’t stop smelling it.