Bf From Friday Night Funkin Novels & Stories

his foot swipes behind mine, knocking me to the ground. It fucking hurts, everything is starting to throb. My eyes connect with Ford, who looks like he wants to do something. But I know he won't. He's too scared to come out, he's too scared to go against his fucking friends. "Stay down, boy" Axton taunts, like i'm a fucking dog. My wolf is pushing forward, a growl rumbling through my chest. "Oh I'd love to play with him, too. But I have more important things to do" he snarls, before turning and storming off.

I almost gave up but my mom always taught me otherwise so I decided to push through the pain. "Hurry the fuck up." I heard Dylan yell as he started banging on the door. I looked back at the door as I placed my foot on the toilet paper dispenser. I pushed myself up on it, having it break, resulting in my instantaneously making contact with the floor. "Merlina!" He shouted through the door as he hit his fist against it harder than he did before. I stood up and slowly made my way to the door, disappointed in failure attempt to escape. "Took you long enough." He huffed.

Tiffany sneered, disbelief colouring her eyes. “Would you look at that? Princess Writer thinks she can steal my leftovers,” Bethany said, crossing her arms as she watched them. Emily snickered, while Tiffany leaned in with mock pity. "She probably thinks walking next to him is some kind of date. Cute,” Emily chipped in. Bethany tilted her chin, eyes narrowing like a cat stalking prey, “No, not cute. Pathetic. Let’s fix that,” She strode forward, heels clicking against the pavement.

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In my head I was thinking, this couldn't possibly be. Then an odour from a werewolf appeared from the hallway but Alpha Nate still refused to break up from me. “Alpha Nate?” It was beta Boaz by the door and he seemed really bothered about something. But most importantly, he reeked. I wondered what made him smell that way. “Next time you want to give a report to me, take a shower.” Alpha Nate said and turned away from me. Beta Boaz took a deep bow, “I'm sorry Alpha, I just got back from my fitness training.”

Mom questioned her. I laughed. "Daddy said it was useless." She replied while hugging my leg. "No, I said it was useless about another thing, not the phone." Dad told her. "Phooey." She sighed as we chuckled. We had dinner and then I went to my bedroom. I still can't believe he is a vampire and that we met before. I looked at my bracelet and decided to call grandma. "Hey Grammy." Phina. How are you? "I'm fine. I'm curious about the bracelet you gave me."

It was the one thing she hadn't minded being oversized. Ashleigh scowled and drove to work. She had to rush if she wanted to get in a full hour. As she headed for the gym she heard the faint clanging sound of bells. She hesitated, alarms, bells…clocks? And then she realized that it was part of a song. She picked up her pace and a smile came over her face. It was the Dark Side of the Moon by Pink Floyd! Lt. Christopher Jamieson was a god among men for playing Time at 5:30 am!

I order the girls who are still around the pool. As soon as their backs are turned, I push the stronzo's head under the water without mercy. He tries to struggle and digs his nails into my arm. Me ne frego. When I feel he does not have enough air left, I pull his head out and let him breathe before pushing him back under.

I grab it and check the screen. Kiki wants to FaceTime. I click accept as soon as I see the name. Kiki is what I call Kieran, my best friend since we started high school. We met as freshmen on our school’s soccer team, and I knew from the moment he opened his mouth that we’d get along. He’s this tiny half-Japanese kid with fluffy brown hair and more energy than a chihuahua with a chew toy. He’s barely grown since, but that just adds to his whole cute schtick – though it’s not as endearing as his smile. Kieran is always smiling, usually accompanied with a big, bubbly laugh that I would personally call a giggle.