Belly Trample 소설 & 이야기

Breathing hard and barely holding on. Trevor signaled his friends to step back and they did. Now—.It was just the two of them. Trevor stood with the ball at his feet, a slow smirk forming. “I think we should stop—” Jasmine started. He never finished as a punch landed hard on his face A sharp crack echoed as his nose took the hit. Before he could recover—The ball slammed into his chest. He collapsed to his knees, coughing, blood slipping past his lips as he clutched his chest.

“This is the wrong dance.” “Really? I think it suits the situation well.” Bella looked over to her friend and Edwin. Tracy was dancing without shame, twirling and grinding against her partner. Edwin looked tense—like a cornered animal. Bella couldn’t help but laugh. Without warning, she turned so her back pressed against the stranger’s front. Unexpectedly, Edwin caught her eyes then. Without hesitation, she arched her back, rubbing her ass against her partner’s crotch. She heard him gasp, and a hand clamped onto her waist. Edwin frowned.

I snort “Of Course they did, you're a MONSTER! A disgusting excuse of a person!” I roar, her body starts to tremble, I yank Baylee behind me as she jumps at us, shifting in the air, I rip Baylee away, shifting just in time to take the hit. She crashes into my side, her teeth going to my throat. Layla moves fast, having her fall when she touches us, sending commands through our body so she goes down like a sack of shit.

My stomach aches so bad. I cradle my bump and whisper to it, looking down. “ Mummy is tired, please, baby. Give me a break” I try to get up but fail . In a moment of miscalculation, I grab the tissue rack and try to raise myself , only to have the rack ripped clean off the wall. I panic as I try to steady myself but it’s too late, my body descends downwards in what looks like a tragic fall. My first instinct is to grab my belly and close my eyes tightly waiting for the fall. Only, it never happens.

Sir, Ma'am, do you need anything else?" "hmmm I need.. some custard and jelly please" Camilla said. The waitress nodded, "ok I will have it delivered soon" she bowed and left. A few minutes later, the waitress came out holding a bow of custard in her right hand and a bow of jelly in her left. She started by putting the bow of jelly on the table, as she was about to put the custard, the bow mistakenly slipped off her hand and all the custard fell on Camilla's lap. "Ahhh!! what is wrong with you! are you blind? can't you see?"Camilla yelled looking at her skirt that was messed up by custard. "i-i am s-sorry M-Mam, i-i"

but he was too strong for me, and he wrapped his two hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "You know I've liked you for a long time, you know that right, Vee?" He would have kissed me but someone had suddenly grabbed my arm and Belly had collapsed due to the force of Bellie's strike on her. It threatened Belly and pushed me into her room, saying, "What the hell bro! Try to do it with Vee again and I'll really kill you!" Belly screamed violently and knocked on your door, "What a f**king gay!" "Shut up, I don't want you to get hit again!" he says as if he's a man.

I shriek and leap out of his lap. Or I try to, I trip over my own feet and get caught by Bellamy’s hand in the edge of my top. Bellamy tries to catch me but we both end up overbalancing and the chair tips over. We both land hard, sprawled on the floor. Bellamy manages to slip a hand behind my head as we fall so at least I don’t break my skull. Bellamy groans as I sit up and I realise I landed hard elbowing him in the stomach. I jump up.

Bella pressing her hands against her stomach inside that elevator. My heartbeat thundered violently inside my ears. Oh no.

a man replied under his breath, eyes fixed on the ruined sculpture and the fallen figures. The words spread faster than any announcement. “What a joke,” another woman added, a hiss of scorn threaded through the syllables. They had come expecting an elegant birthday celebration and instead were watching a family’s vanity disintegrate before their eyes. Bella’s friends gathered near her, lowered their voices but not their expressions. One of them — Haley, who earlier had been excited about the wines, whispered harshly, “Forget being shamed. They’re being trapped now, and can’t leave without paying up.”