Bumblebee X Breakdown Novels & Stories

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.

She'd learned more about engines at the Holloway swap in six years than she had from any book, because the swap was where the lived knowledge lived, the things you couldn't look up, the tricks and the failures and the hard-won fixes that only ever got passed hand to hand. She went alone this Saturday. Jess had begged off with a hangover, Bri had to work, and Dani was glad of it, because she wanted to be alone with the parts and the noise and the smell of old metal and hot dogs from the food truck near the gate. She'd brought two hundred dollars in cash and a list on a folded piece of paper in her back pocket, and she was three barns deep looking for a set of used coilovers when she heard a v

Emily burst into tears. "I bought that bag of powder from the pharmacy. The employees told me that athletes consume that powder to boost their performance. So, I bought it for Julie to help with her competition." She proceeded to punish herself. "It was all my fault. I had no idea that it was a banned substance. Curse at me or hit me if you want. I'm so useless—I couldn't even do one thing right." With that, she successfully earned Elijah's sympathy. He pulled her into a hug.

Marcelo replied. My eyes widened instantly. “Are you fucking with me?” I barked, glancing at Jayce for two seconds before locking my gaze back on Marcelo. “You mean someone still has Red Desire out there even though it failed, even though every last drop was supposed to be burned because of how dangerous it turned out?” “Yes. I guess they did not get rid of the first batch. Only the second batch was destroyed,” he muttered, rubbing his good eye. “The bastard confessed it was R3D.”

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.

She sat on the kitchen counter and drank the smoothie which just tasted like honey and strawberries. "Come here." Beau whispered to her as he came back from her room. "Close your eyes and let me guide you." "Okay." She let him lead her into the bedroom and sit her down. "You can open your eyes now." She did so and gasped. "Oh goodness!" "Lower your voice you'll wake Ella up." "Sorry, it's just. Are these actual fireflies?" "No. They are really small lights shaped like fireflies. The floating effect is made by the electric charge on the caps. It's something I've been working on."

Brian looked confused. "Its going to hurt when we fix in the pod, so we have to hold her down, "she said looking at us with assurance. "I can't watch that, " Brian said as he stormed out of the room. "Sweetie its going to hurt a bit but Anne is going to hold your hands ok? "Ava nodded as I went to hold her hand. "Then you wipe the area with an alcohol swab. While it dries, remove the cap off the pod, you'd see a needle. "Ava looked really scared like she would cry any minute from now.