Breakdown X Bumblebee Novels & Stories

I dried my hair with the towel, shaking the senseless thought away and headed back to Gus's apartment. "ahhh--fuck!" I hear Gus growl in disappointment. I ran into the apartment, trying hard not to trip anything over. Gus was on the bedroom which had a decent space compared to the walkway and bathroom but he had so much stuff,you literally have to squeeze yourself before getting on the bed. He was a dismissive hoarder. "What happened?" I asked after managing to get into the room without stepping on something. "My bumblebee fell off the shelf and I think the head is broken." He looked disappointed,and his face completely lits up again "ohh- it's just loosed."

“Transformer.” I squinted. “Max, you have twenty-three Transformers. We counted yesterday.” “But this one’s different!” Max quickly countered. “That one was a truck. This one... is also a truck. But it’s gray! And it can fly. Maybe.” “Maybe?” Max nodded confidently. “It has wings! I saw on G****e. And I still don’t have the Christmas edition Bumblebee that sings! If I don’t get it... the world will be unbalanced. And I won’t be able to save humanity from destruction.”

Daniel asked breaking the silence. "He is happily on his next flight to England." She answered him still not looking at him. "You sent him away with the stupid stunt you played on that contract." "Yes!" Red nodded, "It was only fair." She said, "I even called in the lawyers." "You did what?!" Daniel was agitated again, "Do you even think?" "Yes I do." She looked at him, "Do you?" "Fucking get me my phone Red! Now!" Mr Bumblebee never went back to England. It took just one call from Daniel to some people and the man had his ass hauled from the airport to the hospital.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

And me Arnold, the creator of Planet Harmony and the heart of Friendship, my goal is to protect Planet Harmony and fight for it’s peaceful future. Applejack, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Bronyium and I arrived at Sweet Apple Acres and saw the rogue stage 4 beckon located at the centre of the farm “we must destroy that stage 4 beckon or else we’ll lose Sweet Apple Acres” I explained. “Since we can’t use our own weapons we must rely on these” Bronyium grabbed out his Beckon Destroyer Bombs “these Beckon Destroyer Bombs should kill it” said Bronyium as he plants one at the base of the beckon and places 5min timer on the bomb and walks back towards me “AJ, Flutters, Pinkie & I will deal with

But all I can hear is Adrian's voice saying the words that just shattered what was left of my heart: I'm a guy who made a mistake and is trying to fix it. My phone buzzes with a text from Tyler: Hey, saw you talking to Cross outside the training facility. You okay? I stare at the message, wondering how many people witnessed my humiliation. How many saw Adrian walk away from me like I meant nothing. Instead of responding, I turn my phone off and sit in the growing darkness, trying to figure out how I went from having everything to having absolutely nothing in the span of seventy-two hours. The worst part isn't losing my family or my friends or my financial security.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

"She hit a table when she fell. She has a deep cut above her eyebrow and a shoulder injury. The doctor believes she'll recover fully, but she's asking for you." Noa was already moving. "I'm on my way." He ended the call and broke into a run. The hot afternoon air hit his face as he rushed toward the exit gate. Images flooded his mind. Bella smiling. Bella laughed and then promised him she was getting better. And now she was hurt. Again. Because she had tried to protect someone. "Dammit, Bella," he muttered, as he flagged down a taxi and settled inside. "Bella, when are you going to stop worrying about everyone else?"

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

she said, pulling me into a bear hug . "What's that smell?“ “You know this place. It’s falling apart faster than my love life.” She smelled faintly of detergent and… something sour underneath. I froze for a beat.Jessica Mae Sullivan hated any sort of sanitary task with passion except when she was hard pressed for funds which she wasn't.That left the other viable option .She was depressed “You've been cleaning again?” She laughed too quickly. “Well, somebody’s gotta keep this place from falling apart.” The hallway was darker than I remembered. Bottles, some empty, some half-filled, lined the counter like trophies. I tried not to stare, but the air was thick with alcohol .