Caught Up In Between Novels & Stories

⸻ Pressure. Immediate. Sharp. ⸻ “June…” I started. My voice almost failed me. “…12th.” ⸻ A pause. He looked up. ⸻ “Interesting.” ⸻ My stomach dropped. ⸻ “That’s not what we have on file.” ⸻ My breath caught. ⸻ I messed up. ⸻ Badly. ⸻ He closed his notebook slowly. ⸻ “I think we’re done here.” ⸻

And she doesn’t even have the right time to visit the doctor so that she will know what is wrong with her and why she couldn't sleep. She opened her eyes when she heard someone clearing his throat and Grey dropping her head on the chair with no aids. When she finally opened the eyes, she came face to face with their boss, Mr Tate. Taking her time, she rearranged her hair and everything that was tangled. "Good morning Mr. There." She heard Grey greeting while, she standing, thinking of what to say about his dressing or anything he does. Tate turned to face Hazel waiting for their greeting. "Good morning." She said but it came out as stutter..

Gritting my teeth and swearing under my breath, I jogged down to meet him. "Quinn, I'm talking to you! Listen to—aaahhhh!!" I lost my footing and found myself stumbling through the air. I'd already lost my bearings, and missed when I tried to grip onto the railings. Shutting my eyes, I braced myself for the painful impact. But a strong pair of arms caught me at the last second, cradling me. I opened my eyes to see Quinn holding me, his eyes fixed on mine with anger shining in them.

"Falling in love only takes 3 seconds" "Really?" Cara said. "Cara, it seems you have a lot to learn about life, there are too many things you don't understand. You are already 23 years old, even though you have never been friends with any Alpha or Beta other than me, but I'm sure you know what the internet is, you can find out what do you want to know there?" "Gemma.." Cara said. "What?" "Do you know about Bold?" "Yeah, what's wrong? Don't tell me if you--" Cara quickly covered Gemma's mouth with her hand.

Kicking one foot after the other temperamentally, I started pulling at the scape of his hair. "You brat_" "Man, put her down. I'll take it from here."To my best luck, Jasper crossed his way and intervened just as the man spat with fury. Even though I almost stumbled on my feet with his aggressive drop, I'm glad I am still in one piece.

Then he whispered, “She’s coming back, baby. We just have to hold the door open for her.” And for the first time all week, he didn’t feel so alone. ⸻ The Day It Broke It was a Sunday. Rain pelted the windows like tiny fists. Adrian had just spilled juice on Elena’s favorite throw blanket. Lila was mid-meltdown because the pancakes weren’t heart-shaped. And his latest demo had corrupted, hours of work gone. He lost it. “Lila, please—just five minutes. I need five minutes!” She froze.

“You get a real good look before getting in, huh?” Shit. I smiled tightly. “Yeah. Before you showed up, I saw it. I was standing near it when I flagged you down.” He watched me a moment longer, then gave a slow nod. “Well, I checked it myself. Found a claw lodged inside its gut. Bastards must’ve got into a fight or something before it bled out.” I didn’t answer. Just hummed like I believed him. There was no claw. I knew what I saw. He let out a sigh and stuck a hand out, grinning. “Name’s Matthew Turner, by the way.”

She looked up at him with a dreamy smile, her eyes dazed and dropping closed like she was going to fall asleep any minute. “Have a nice dream, baby…we’ll talk soon.” He stepped away from her to the window and crawled out onto the roof and over to the side fence, jumping down onto the fence, holding onto the guttering leaning over the three foot gap before twisting to jump to the ground on the neighbor’s side. He grimaced in pain, hissing out a breath as his ribs complained about the movements. He straightened up, leaning on the fence for a second to get his breath back before hurrying out of the neighbor’s yard before he was seen and into his car.

I groan, hitting my palm on my head. I took a deep breath before going out of my room, slowly walking down the corridor, till I reached the staircase. I stopped hearing the alpha and Luna voices. I could hardly hear a word they were saying but I’m pretty sure it’s about us. “Good morning, alpha, luna”. I murmured, keeping my head low. “Oh you’re up? Come here”. Luna Anna said with a smile, tapping the seat beside her. “Why are you all covered up?”, she asked, staring at me curiously.

Jonathan stood there— Caught. Between two storms. --- One on the phone. One right in front of him. And for the first time— He realized— He wasn’t just losing control of the situation anymore. He was losing control of everything.