Ayana Fnf Novels & Stories

“Anaya!!!” Her name echoed through the house as her dad pounded up the stairs, her 4 brothers mirroring him. She had locked herself in her room not to hide from her father but to avoid the damning fate that awaited her outside those doors. “Anaya,” her father’s voice boomed once more, then the pounding on her door came. It shook violently as her father continued to bang repetitively. “Anaya, if I call your name one more time, there will be hell to pay.”

I lock my apartment and climb down the stairs but I get petrified when I hear him scream, "AAYFUUC TING HEYATE PREEDAA." I freak out. What is happening to him? He is starting to scare me, I don't want him to hurt himself or turn into a maniac. Gay or not, I still like him as once my friend Ana had told me, ‘If they don’t get drunk and call you, you are not the one.’ Now, does it mean that I am the one? I wave for the taxi while I hear Ryan rubbishing through the phone, "Aaaahhhh! Lizon kat-ful-lily aaye affa ran dummy son," I get inside the taxi.