Big Time City Is Ours Novels & Stories

At the end of my shift, I check my phone. I quickly notice I have no messages from Michael. I can’t say I am surprised, but it still hurts to feel so disconnected and unsure of our relationship right now. B, however, had messaged me back. B: Girl, don’t worry about him tonight. Instead of staying home alone. I have an idea… B: Let’s go to the kick boxing class together! I know working out isn’t really your thing, but you’ve had a lot happen in the couple days. I think punching some shit would help! 🥊

“That’s what I like to hear! Because with the wedding just around the corner, you two are going to need to work together. Especially with the big move next week.” My stomach violently flipped. The big move next week? I blinked looking at Richard back to my mom, my heart suddenly doing a frantic dance against my ribs. “Wait. What big move?” My mom smiled, a little sheepishly, and squeezed my arm. “Oh, sweetie, I wanted to tell you tonight when we were all together. Richard and I decided there’s no point to wait until after the wedding. His estate has more than enough room for all of us, so we packing up our apartment. We moving in with them next Wednesday.”

“I’ll be alright.” We turned the corner into the main part of the penthouse, and there they were: the other two members of Bigger, the hottest up-and-coming band in the world. They sat in the middle of a nest of amps and cords, sort of like a messier version of Ryan’s basement.

“Says the four times best seller.” “I just need a billionaire boyfriend as the cherry on top.” Lila laughed. “How can you ever find one when the only time you leave your basement is when we call you over?” “I don’t live in a basement!” Tessa argued. “Your studio apartment says otherwise.” “Oh you think you’re high and mighty because you live in a penthouse?” I shook my head at the sight of their bickering. As I stood up to leave, my phone buzzed with a text. It was a link from one of my employees named Jessica.

’ ‘Lady, this is a ranch. ‘Well, this is a baby.’ she replied, mimicking his sarcastic tone. ‘And where I come from, guns and babies are not said in the same breath.’ ‘You’re a city girl.’ The statement was made without any rancor. Jill nodded. ‘Down to the underwear I bought at Macy’s.’ ‘You said you’d come to answer the ad! I specifically said no mall-dwellers.' he said, in a now-I’vegot-you voice. "If you were really interested in the position, like you claim.’

How could just any man appear and decide to heartbreak her? He wiped away her tears and looked into her eyes. “Becky, do you believe in Big Brother?“ he asked, pitifully. Becky nodded her head. “Big Brother is the only person that loves me. I trust Big Brother…” she said while trembling. Tom nodded and hugged her tightly. “Big Brother is going to fight for your rights, okay? This is not going to end just like this. Let us go home, okay?“ … When Dave returned home, it was almost dinner time. He rushed straight to his room to clean up. And when he came out, I could not help but smile. “Did something good happen?“ I asked curiously.

We were his family. Being that they were from Texas - he had a touch of a southern drawl that he could flip on and off depending on his audience. I swear people from that state are just born different. Bigger people. Better athletes. Strange mannerisms.

"Audrey please!" Cassidy begged as she followed me into the kitchen. "It will only be for like two hours I promise!" I grabbed a glass from the cabinet, then turned to the fridge to pour myself some juice trying to ignore my best friends request. We have been best friends since the third grade. Even when we rarely saw each other through out the four years we spent attending different colleges. After finishing school we decided to share this ridiculously expensive two bedroom apartment that sits on 65th off Broadway in New York City.

I had given my youth and best years to this place and to the man who owned it. I had dragged it back from the brink of bankruptcy, cleared its debts, and built it up to generate nearly a billion dollars of profit annually. It was even ready to go public. More than once, as I stood inside that office, I had silently vowed to dedicate my life to this company and Corey. Yet here it was, teetering on the edge of ruin, and Corey and I had become nothing but a part of each other's past. Yes, that was all it was now—the past.

"Enough, Clara. I know you can't accept me being with another woman because you love me too much, but wasn't this what you wanted? Our family has money. I can support you both. Just behave and come home with me." I glared at him with red eyes. "Get out! Otherwise, I'll call the police!" Then, I dialed the police right in front of him. He quickly pressed down on my hand. "Fine. I'll leave. Calm down. My birthday party is in three days. I've invited prominent figures from every field, and I'll announce that I have a child then. Come with me." I did not say anything, and he took that as an agreement before leaving.