Becoming Novels & Stories

I am so into the story that I don't notice someone come my way, until a chair is pulled back. Glancing and seeing Beverley take a seat, my mood instantly changes. What could she want now? " I'm not the easiest person to understand or get along along with - I mean, I don't know how to do this, I never learnt how to do it." She speaks, stumbling over her words. " What, being civil with someone?" I quirk my brow, my eyes on the book. " No, admitting that I was wrong and that I was being difficult." I sigh, placing my book down.

Then I put my toiletries in the bathroom along with my makeup. Even though I was exhausted when I finished unpacking, I took a long hot shower, made dinner, and ate before bed. Before I allowed myself to fall asleep, I put a reminder on my prepaid cell phone to check out furniture at the thrift stores in the area after school on Monday. I became emancipated when I was only sixteen years old since my parents were both hard-core opioid addicts, and I was tired of working my ass off to pay their bills while they just stayed at home, getting wasted. So, I started saving up the money I made from doing odd jobs, showed a family court judge proof that I could take care of myself, and started workin

He held onto the table and gasped heavily for air. “Y-You really are...” I walked up to him and leaned down slightly. Then, I whispered in his ear, “What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to tell everyone the most satisfying time you turned someone’s power back on them? Didn’t you say someone at my level would never land a real job? “Well, I’m your boss now. Surprise, surprise.” Cole’s lips trembled. He was rendered speechless. The classmates around were all dumbfounded. Their mocking gazes turned into awe. A few people had even started wearing ingratiating smiles.

"You cut off my daughter's oxygen. Death is too cheap for you." "I want every bone in your body broken for the rest of your life." "Paralyzed in a bed. And the rest of your years to sit inside what it feels like to be helpless."

Would I be able to pass? I’d always dreamt of working at such a place. It came with prestige, better working conditions and a gorgeous salary. I was tempted. No, not just tempted, I’d become determined to join. First things first. I needed to prepare the outfit and everything else I would need for tomorrow’s interview. Needed to rehearse what I would say and more. ~ The next day ~

A massive fortress was taking shape. Michael appearing at my side. “Bringing a piece of home, home?” Smiling, “yes. I’m a little homesick.” “What of security?” “I already thought of that. I made it so that our essence is built into our new home.” “So how will your new guardians gain access?” “Very easily I’ll add them as they come.” I smiled and leaned my head against his arm. Always perfectly content with Micheal. My calm and peace.