Breaking The Rules Novels & Stories

Letting out an angry growl, Sam plugged in her headphones, turned on some music as loud as she could, and decided to burn off some of her anger by cleaning the house. That afternoon, as Sam cooked some spaghetti for lunch she tried to figure how she could get back to normal. While breaking her routine in New York was fun, she never planned on smashing it to pieces back here in Green River. Sam desperately wanted to get back to the girl she was before New York.

What if she and Joey got together and something happened and they had to break up. Audrey would obviously have to be on her brothers side. As she should be, Penny thought truthfully. She couldn't bear to come between two wonderful siblings. And if that happened, their friendship and relationship would be ruined. Penny didn't want that.

I pointed out. He nodded. "The day I saw you was the first day I left the packhouse." I blinked at his revelation. No wonder his mother thought I was his mate the first time she saw me. Ambrose let out a heavy breath. "Third and last rule, I can break your rules if necessary. This rule, in particular, is unmodifiable, unchangeable and noneditable." I dropped the pen I was holding. I couldn't believe he made a rule like that! I stared at him, shocked to my wits because I have never expected someone to be this wise annoyingly wise! "That can't be!"

“I only have a few rules I need you to abide by when working for me.” “Okay. Lay then on me.” He kept his eyes on the road. We weren’t far from my house now. “First, you don’t let anyone in my house. I don’t want to see any of your friends partying by the pool or going through my private things.” “No problem there.” I chuckled but he didn’t so much as smirk. “Second, you don’t give anyone that code. It’s specific to you and will be monitored.” Wow, this guy was persistent. I mean I’m not a child. I don’t have to be told something a million times to understand it.

It was all confusing for me but there was no way I was going to listen to him and stay in the door, it would be breaking rule one and that was something I don't plan to do. If I had survived this long by following those two simple rules. There was no way I was going to break them—There was no way I would be tempted to break them—Not even with a man as influential as James. I broke his rule not mine, I stepped out …with my bag over my shoulders. I grabbed the car keys and drove out of the parking lot. Soon I was hitting the road driving cautiously. My mind was filled with thoughts of what everything would be about —Soon I was pulling up at the gas station.

Maybe I was the stupid one after all. Don’t fall for him. It was the first rule, the unspoken truth of this arrangement. And I was breaking it so fast it should’ve been illegal.

“There was a pause. A ceasefire. Everyone knew it. And they broke it first.” My eyes hardened. “When rules are broken, blood answers.”

The walls are thin enough to have a conversation through, yet I can't shake off the thought that she is talking with Caleb right now. She said I was the one who broke the rules. No secrets. I knew that, but I wanted to make it better, and I had no idea how I was supposed to be able to do that with her. “You broke one of our rules, and that means everything resets.” It was my rule, the one I wrote down because I wanted better things for us both, but it was the exact one I broke without thinking about it. I was staring at the script. I was supposed to be memorising my lines, but the pages turned up blank in my mind, and no string of words made sense.

I wanted to smash their heads together with my palms. And yes, I was still mad at the triplets for treating me like a Vessel and pouring all of their concerns onto the babies, but I couldn't stand that son of a bitch trash-talking them. You know what? Fuck the stupid rules! They were created to be broken anyway. Fuck the rules. They were created to be broken anyway. Good thing, I don't conform to rules. “You old hags!” My voice pierced the air without warning. Everyone jerked in their seats.

That's when we made the three rules. Rule One: Always come when the other calls, no matter what. Rule Two: Always tell the truth and never keep secrets. Rule Three: Never fall in love with each other and never confess such. We were eight years old and we thought we were so smart making rules that would keep our friendship safe forever. But the thing is no rule can protect you from the inevitable so I ended up breaking two of them.