Broken Open 소설 & 이야기

He looks at the mattress and sees a puddle of blood where his ass was. Aiden turns away from the bed and staggers around the room, Tears run down his face as he cries. His vision is blurry as he looks through his tears, looking for something, but he's unsure what. Not until his eyes land on something, and he knows that's what he needs. Aiden stumbles across the basement toward the piece of broken metal hanging from the radiator. He grabs it and begins pulling as hard as he can. He wiggles and pulls on it until it finally breaks off.

I ignored his comment as I grabbed his arm and looked at a cut that wasn't deep enough to need stitches but was still slowly gushing more and more blood. Opening the first aid kit, I started to clean the cut before I would bandage it. "Aren't you curious as to what happened?" Noah asked as I kept my gaze on the wound and fixed it. "I fell, that's what happened. I'm not even clumsy so I'm not sure how I fell. Wow, maybe I am clumsy. If I fell it's because I'm clumsy, right? Wait, I just remember I drank so maybe I'm not clumsy and it was just the alcohol. Yeah, that makes sense. I play soccer, there's no way I'm clumsy."

With a crack, his arm broke, and white bone protruded through his skin and flesh. "I'll give you another chance." Woody's voice turned even colder. Instantly, the guy caved in and regretted his stubborn act from earlier.

Sofia Adams - April 2012 I was in my fifth meeting when I noticed a new member of the group leaning against the wall, far away from me. I waved cheerfully at Mick as he gave me a weak smile. He looked terrible... He had deep circles under his eyes, his hair was more disheveled than usual, and his clothes were wrinkled. A thin layer of sweat dripped from his face, almost in a sickly way. All of this, combined with his downcast expression and tired posture, led me to a conclusion: Mick was going through detox.

Axen looked at me without a speck of emotion on his face and said. "I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud.

Suzy When I arrived at the flat where my friend lived, I found the door wide open and the hinges hanging out of the place where they were supposed to be fixed. It was as if someone had broken down the door. Worried, I entered her house and saw the entire space torn apart, her sofa torn up, the sponge coming out of the tears clearly made by a pocket knife, the furniture all overturned, and objects broken. Had someone vandalized my friend's house? I immediately froze when I realized the gravity of the situation. I knew that this neighborhood wasn't by far the safest in the city, and my friend lived alone.

“I didn’t know it was possible to love this much. It makes everything feel louder, brighter, and scarier too.” She wraps her arms around me and holds on tight. “That’s what love does. It opens you up. Makes you brave and vulnerable all at once. But I’d rather you feel all of this than walk through life numb.” “I used to think I was broken,” I whisper. “Before I met them. Before I understood what I was. I always felt I was different, that I didn’t really fit. But now… now I feel more whole than I ever have.” Mum presses a kiss to my head. “You were never broken. You just hadn’t found the ones who could see all your pieces and love you harder because of them.”

I used to have a playful, sweet son, Shawn Sorensen. But now, his skin looked pale and puffy from being underwater for too long. The blood on the severed half of his hand had dried up a long time ago, but it would never heal. People kept telling me to cry and get my pain out, but I didn't. I quietly handled everything for Shawn before placing him in the cold coffin. That was when I got a call from Zach Sorensen.

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.

he said, lifting my wrist adorned with a thin business watch. "It suits you even better than I imagined." The right hand of the man who had signed countless merger deals trembled slightly from nervousness. "If you don't want to wear it on your ring finger, you can wear it on a necklace first," Albert added cautiously. I shook my head with a smile, about to let him slide the ring onto my finger, when a deafening crack of breaking tempered glass cut me off. Shards sparkled through the air as Jeff burst in like an untamed beast.