And I Keep Holding On Mga Nobela at Kwento

I felt hollow, like a broken shell, devoid of meaning. I clutched the edge of my blanket and tightened it around my body, attempting to keep myself together, but the shaking would not stop. My throat hurt from the effort of not screaming. I bit down hard on my lower lip, hoping that tasting blood would help me feel more connected to reality. My mind replayed the scene over and over: Selene's smirk, Thorne's cold eyes, their bodies entangled as if I did not exist at all. I had hoped for a future with him. I had believed in fate. What a joke.

Snapped the old SIM card in half and tossed it out the window—like I was tossing out every heavy memory, every wrong feeling I'd ever held onto. I didn't want anything to do with him. Ever again. I reached over and gripped Ian's hand a little tighter. The darkness was behind me. The rest of my life? All light.

More labored. Weaker. I kept crying steadily, unable to stop. The tears just kept coming. Holding his hand so tightly with both of mine. Like if I held on hard enough I could keep him here. Keep him with me. Keep him alive through sheer force of will. "Stay with me," I begged him over and over like a prayer. Like a mantra. "Please stay with me, Danny. Don't you dare leave me now. Not now. Not after everything. Stay with me. Keep breathing. Keep fighting. I need you. Please."

“We’ll get him back.” I hold onto that. Because right now, it’s the only thing that feels solid.

And it was changing me, too. Maybe I was just imagining it… or maybe I wasn’t. Still, I held on to the possibility like a secret I didn’t dare say out loud. I will never give up on you, Mago, I told myself, the words echoing like a prayer in my chest. Not now, not when I’ve come this far. Just a few more steps… a few more moments like this, and maybe—just maybe—you’ll find your way back to loving me. I know I’m holding on to something fragile, maybe even foolish. But still—I hold on.

Locked in place. Following. The same way it always did. And this time— He knows for a fact— He didn’t imagine it.

Him… I held onto that feeling, anchoring myself to it. Because no matter what I had just given up— That connection— Was mine. And I wasn’t letting it go.

(Keep on holding On – Avril Lavigne) “You’re not alone together we stand I’ll be by your side; you know, I’ll take your hand when it gets cold and it feels like the end there’s no place to go you know I won’t give in no I won’t give in,” “Keep holding on ‘cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through just stay strong ‘cause you know, I’m here for you, I’m here for you there’s nothing you could say nothing you could do, there’s no other way when it comes to the truth,” My eyes were finding him. I want to see him. “Keep holding on ‘cause you know we’ll make it through, we’ll make it through,” Our song ended when I didn’t see Tagan watching, maybe he doesn’t want to see me play. I

Every reason I'd to keep you close was no longer valid, I don't recall a time were breathing come easily, but I never felt so alive even though the scenario contradicted itself. My tree lost its leave only to realize you were the reason why it had them in the first place, and now the same fire that burns my existence away is the one that keeps me sane. how can one feel at ease and be tormented by the same? I exhausted my chances to reach my destination because you were my home Jaden. There you are so close yet far, I caress your angelic face wishing I'd done it million times when I'd the chance. So I ask you to stay even though I hold the answer...so I keep on drowning.

"Please find us." Silence answers, but this time I don't break, because I have something to hold onto now, something real, something alive. "It's just us for now," I whisper, "but we'll survive." My voice steadies. "For him. For you. For us." I tighten my hold over my stomach, a promise, a vow. "I won't give up." No matter how hard it gets, no matter how alone I feel, because somewhere my mate is still breathing, and one day I will bring him back to us.