Broke Into Novels & Stories

Panic surged as the implications sank in—his privacy had been invaded, his security shattered. "What... what happened here?" he muttered to himself, his voice a blend of confusion and frustration. The silence that followed accentuated the gravity of the violation he had just witnessed. Fumbling for his phone, William dialed the police, reporting the break-in. Each word he uttered carried a weight of frustration and disbelief. "I've been robbed. Someone broke into my home," he relayed to the dispatcher, the reality of the violation becoming more tangible with each passing moment.

Her chest pain intensified even further. "Honey," her mother cooed softly, opening her arms. Bella crumbled into her embrace. The warmth should have comforted her, yet it only highlighted how shattered she felt within her. Her voice broke as she sobbed, "Mum, Marcus rejected me." "My mate rejected me." The words felt bitter on her tongue. Expressing thoughts verbally made them feel more genuine. She had wished—prayed—that this was a terrible dream from which she would awaken. However, it was not.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

"Are you serious right now? After everything—the team meeting, Coach's ultimatum, Ethan's rage—you think you should have handled Jules differently?" "I think I shouldn't have lied to her face and called what we had a mistake." "It was a mistake, Cross. You broke the bro code, destroyed team chemistry, nearly lost your scholarship. That's the definition of a mistake." "It didn't feel like a mistake when I was with her." "Jesus." Tyler runs his hand through his hair. "You're still hung up on her. After everything she's cost you."

I twisted it. Nothing. I frowned and tried again. The handle moved freely in my hand. The door didn't. My stomach dropped. I yanked it harder, bracing my foot against the frame, pulling with my full weight. The old wooden door groaned and shuddered but refused to give. The frame had warped completely around it, swollen shut like something that hadn't been opened in years. The panic arrived in a single cold wave. It wasn't locked. It was broken. Jammed so completely that no amount of force was going to change that.

There would be no safe way out. Aria felt it the moment the alarms started. Not the usual alerts. Not controlled. Not contained. This was different. This was chaos. --- The System Breaks Red lights flashed across every monitor. Security notifications flooded in faster than the system could process them. Unauthorized access points. Multiple breaches. External overrides. Aria’s pulse spiked instantly. “This isn’t just one entry point,” she said, already moving. Cassian was right behind her.

Leaving the door open would mean that Penny could hear him the moment he woke and the vehicle the screaming was coming from was only a few metres away. She didn’t hesitate to follow Joey. "What’s wrong?" she heard him ask the woman. "I’m one of the doctors from the hospital" A quick glance over his shoulder told him that Penny was right behind him. "And this is my friend, Penny" "It’s Mia—my daughter." The woman straightened, turning to face Joey. "We were at the park and she fell out of a tree." She tried, and failed, to stop her face crum-pling and a sob emerging. "There’s something wrong with her arm. I think she’s broken it."

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? 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 asked in a whisper of a breath so I didn’t crack in half from the pain. He knew what I meant, and gave me a sympathetic smile before dealing my fate. “Indefinitely. You’ll be on the medication until we get you going with some serious trauma therapy. This episode, this ‘parataxic distortion’ you experienced, it will come back. It always does until it’s dealt with. But with how fragile you are right now, we have to wait until you can handle it because it will dig at your core and bring up all sorts of nasty memories you’ve suppressed and buried for years.” Just say it…say the word… Broken. A step away from being institutionalized.

I ask in a cold voice with a straight face trying to hide the fear creeping up my throat threatening to choke me. "I thought I would come say hello to my mate and you really didn't make it easy to get in. Almost like you didn't want me to come in, but that would be ridiculous. I broke a window and climbed through. Those aren't reinforced. You really wanna be careful with that because someone could just break in whenever they want. Luckily this time it was just me." It almost sounds like he is genuinely concerned about it, yet I know better. He is fucking crazy.