Novel & Cerita Bee

"my thoughts exactly, what you got in mind?" "Our hidden firework stash in the barn" "Yes," Acre says with a big grin, I can feel the excitement radiating off him, his wolf Forest is jumping around with excitement and Abyss my wolf he's just as excited, he's tipping at me. All of a sudden I feel Acres excitement deflate and Forest is on alert, Acre has frozen staring at the t.v. screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear

I comb my hair and do some boxer braids. I leave my room and go straight to the kitchen. My mother works from seven to five in the afternoon, so I have the house to myself. I decide to make myself some orange juice and pancakes. When I finish breakfast I see that it's eleven o'clock, more like lunch than breakfast. I go back to my room when I hear the notification sound of my cell phone. I go to the bedside table where I have it charging, I see it's a message from Aby. "Can you video call?"

Yes he's rich,he can afford to buy those designer clothes wizzy wears. "Babe why is the music so loud",dami heard a voice from upstairs accompanied with some footsteps .Dami was so sure he heard a voice. He immediately stopped the music. Babe? Why is the music so loud? And where did that come from? He immediately thought of dropping his cup of coffee on table that was in the middle of his large sitting room and in between his majesty looking couches. He did so.

Is all coming back, bits and pieces, good memories and the bad one, that one night. I feel my phone vibrate once more in my back pocket, and I ignore it too. I know is Beck wondering why I haven't replied to his texts. I was about to, but then I didn't want to. I'm having mixed feelings and all because of one single picture. I'm pretty sure he must be laying down on some beach at some exotic place with a beautiful woman with bee-stung lips and curves for days. That image alone makes me angry. All I can do is pull my baseball cap even lower, to the point where I can only partially see the horizon ahead of me. It shouldn't bother, not after all these years.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.