روايات وقصص ضمن Better Than Ezra In The Blood Lyrics

Of course, I knew what he was trying to do, so I replied casually, "I don't think I'm qualified to be a Beta anymore. I should stay at the ground level and reflect for a while. When I've realized my mistakes, I'll come back." Matt paused for a moment, then forced himself to stay patient. "Come on, don't be so rigid. Even if you're not Beta, you're still part of the pack. When the pack's interests are on the line, you can't just ignore it." I smiled. "What about your outstanding Beta? She's incredibly capable. I'm just someone who gets deals with her looks. How could I possibly compare to Peyton?" I couldn't see Matt's expression, but from his tone, I knew he was barely holding back his anger

It turned out that people like them eventually meet someone worse. I lowered the brim of my cap and turned to leave, not wanting to be recognized. However, fate has a twisted sense of humor. My leather shoe stepped on a dry leaf. Crunch. Brian's head snapped up. Our eyes met. His eyes went wide. Like he had seen a ghost. Or a savior. "Bro?!" That single shout drew everyone's attention. My dad looked up, too, a flicker of light in his eyes. "Chester… Chester!"

Just before everything went dark, a cacophony of panicked screams erupted around me. "Shut it down! Her brainwaves are flattening out!" "Her vitals are tanking below the critical threshold." "Someone, call an ambulance now!" Immediately following the chaos, I heard Damiano bellow, and for the first time, his voice was laced with fear. "Take it off! I said take it off right now. Bianca!"

Wren That word is enough to put our masks back on, shoving the last five minutes to the back of our brains. “Birdie, you know I’m not myself, not with losing so much blood,” Ezra says, tugging on a fresh shirt. “I’m still not attracted to you.” My smile is tight, his words cutting me regardless. “Likewise. Mine is definitely the adrenaline. I’ll go see my brother now.” I walk past him. He doesn’t look at me, or say anything. Not when I walk past him, and definitely not when I walk out of the room.

I gritted. Ezra touched his bleeding forehead. “Go fuck yourself! You never did deserve her anyway. I will pray to the goddess that you hate yourself for every day of your life starting from now on. For all the pains and humiliation your undeserving ass has caused her. I hope you end up in hell!” He cursed, storming out of the room.

I'm back to stuttering because of how embarrassing that is. Whenever I see blood, my mind goes blank, and I panic. I'm not fond of blood. To be exact, I hate seeing blood. Ezra picks the handkerchief from the ground. "It's okay. It doesn't hurt much. I just need to avoid meeting my sis—"He couldn't finish what he was saying as he immediately pinned me to the wall. W-Wait! What's happening? What's with this development?! "Please bear with me for a little."