Breakdown X Bumblebee Novels & Stories

Each beat grew faster, heavier, more erratic. He sent a text—undelivered. He tried messaging me on social media—nothing went through. Every attempt failed. The more unreachable I became, the more panicked he grew. Suddenly, memories of all the times I'd said I wanted to break up came flooding back—my distant tone, my cold detachment over the past month. Only then did it hit him: I hadn't been joking. While he stood there dazed, Lina walked up and slipped her arm through his. "Thor, why are you spacing out? Come out with me tonight, okay?"

I say. Rhea nods. She picks up the supply list again. She starts acting like we were just talking about bandages and herbs. "We need more willow bark," she says loudly. Her voice is back to being the normal, helpful apprentice. "And we are almost out of honey for the cough syrup." "Put it on the list," I say. My brain is screaming. The official story was a lie. Rhea moves to the other side of the room to count the jars. She is humming a little song now. She gave me the missing piece. She gave me the proof.

Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood. I made her understand that she does not always have to bare my cross with me, that sometimes we have to face our demons alone. I have not failed to contact her and update her daily on whatever goes on in my life. "Beverlyn has really grown stubborn these days. Can you believe she replaced my shampoo with a pink hair dye? ' Thea said tiredly as she sent me a picture of her with a pink hair. In case you are wondering who Beverlyn is, she is the daughter of Thea and Brian. She is celebrating her tenth birthday in the next two weeks and I have of course be

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.

“Fuck no. I would not let those idiots do that. When I found out she was taken, I told them not to lay a hand on her. And I asked Lexie myself.” “Is that why did you burn down the warehouse? You all are falling apart.” “I wanted to destroy the party. The only thing I could think to free Hailey.” I could feel there was something more. So I waited. “I knew you’re working on something. I saw you there. And you wouldn’t just stand there and watch Lexie get humiliated.” “By your friends.” Pain crossed his face. “I thought the best and the fastest way before Hailey could spill something she shouldn’t was to put that warehouse on fire.” The heaviness of his words made him sigh shakily.

BROKEN: having given up all hope. I walked into the main school building, taking deep breaths to calm myself down. It's been six months since I last saw my bullies, Dylan Thompson, James Sanders, and Tom Miller. I'd always wondered why they despised me; I'd never done anything wrong, I'd always stayed in the shadows, never drawing attention to myself, but it was never enough for some reason they loved making my life in high school a living hell.

I can see the words surprise him. He’s opening his mouth to answer me when a loud, drunken shout comes from behind him. “Xellum! My man, how are you?” Just like that the spell is broken and whatever moment we were trapped in together is gone. Andrew’s hand drops from my skin, and I feel it’s echo like a brand. It’s probably for the best. He was probably about to say no, that he can’t dance with me, that we can’t do this. I’d rather be interrupted than actually hear him say that.

Right after I returned home, I took out a glass of lemonade from the fridge and started gulping it down as I sat on the couch to see the recent news of the murders, if any. And I was right. I braced myself to know how he murdered them this time. " Damon Michelle, a new victim to the unnatural murders found dead in his house at 5pm after he came home from a visit to his family. The last two murders proved that the victims were injected with a substance that'd made them go berserk and unfortunately, shred their own flesh into pieces. The same substance was found inside Damon Michelle's body who had the same unfortunate fate. Further research on the substance proved that it takes approximately

"Elijah, we've broken up. Of course you can't use my card anymore." As he approached me, I quickly called for the security guard. Very soon, the guard kicked him out of the compound. After talking to the guard, I learned that Elijah had been expelled from college. Not only that, but he was deep in debt. The news came as a shock indeed. After that, I asked my college mates about Elijah. I learned that Elijah, who had been used to the high life when he dated me, kept the same spending habits after the breakup. When he was driving a friend's expensive car, he accidentally hit a barrier and ruined the vehicle.

I honestly replied her. "Excuse me?” she asked confused. "Everything Glow is going bankrupt" "How does that justify what you've done?, you're the ones loosing anyways not them" She asked still confused. I thought about telling her my plan but shook off the idea, it wouldn't end well either ways. "Look here lady, I don't have the luxury of time to explain why I do what needed to be done, my secretary will write you a check of 1million dollars for your troubles"