Damaged A Novels & Stories

ZADE. I leave the house once I’ve showered, trying to get in contact with Damien again. I get on my bike, wondering if something has happened to him when he calls back. I pick up not answering just in case it’s not him and wait for him to speak first. “Boss.” He’s fine and alone. “Where have you been?” “I got attacked… I’m ok, but I’ve lost a lot of blood. I managed to escape and get home, but… I’m not sure what it is but I ain't healing.”

I held it tighter. Damien came back from imaging with confirmation of two bruised ribs, a stitched forearm, and several additional small cuts on his hand and shoulder that had been cleaned and bandaged while he was gone. He looked, when they wheeled him back in, like a man who had processed the adrenaline and was now running on something quieter and more tired underneath it. He saw my face when they brought him in. "I'm fine," he said immediately. Something in me came undone.

Nobody went through this much effort just to let people walk away peacefully afterward. Another sharp sound echoed from the front of the vehicle as someone tried forcing something into the damaged frame. “They are prying the door.” One of the men cursed outside. “The armor is jammed.” “We do not have time. Break the glass.” Fear surged violently through me. The cracked window beside me would not survive much more impact. Damian noticed it too. His hand closed carefully around my wrist. “Look at me.” I turned toward him immediately. His face looked worse now. Far worse.

To think he had divorced Emelia for her! Damien's car was suddenly hit by a force that had the vehicle nearly doubling over. He managed to steady himself and looked around through the rearview mirror with horror, he didn't see anything. He drove faster through the lonely and deserted road, he barely made it a small distance before his car was hit again, this time the vehicle couldn't stand the impact, it swerved and finally Somersaulted at the side of the room.

If we were meant to be together, we would meet again, just like last time. “Okay, Max. I will go back with you. I don’t have to pack anything; I can go anytime.” I, at long last, agreed with their opinion quietly. I knew a defeat when I saw one, and this time, the defeat was a huge one, with capital letters all over it. “You can do this, Kat,” Jack said softly, giving me strength. “I’m so sorry to have hurt Damian. I know he’s your close friend, and I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt him at all.” I looked at all his friends, apologizing for my mistake.

Letting the cold water flush out his wounds, he realized that his right eye still didn't clear up. Damien slowly turned his head to look at the wound in his side. He could see the shattered remnants of three ribs poking out of the gaping wound. The flesh and muscle shredded by the impact of a hollow point rifle bullet. Oh, this is bad, he thought to himself. No wonder he couldn't get his lungs clear of blood.

Another fucking disaster. The Floral shirt I wore was already torn in several places. It was a mess. My shorts were still in one piece but the sand had found its way to some very awkward places. I'd bet half my life there was sand in my ass. I dusted the sand on my short blonde hair on impulse. There was sand everywhere. The sand wasn't the most annoying part. My phone was in my pocket and bringing it out revealed a nasty break across the screen. It was dead. I tossed it angrily at the open sea aiming for nothing in particular. The sound of the device hitting the water was muffled away by the waves.

Also, what was the consequence of my sort offer? Decisively, the damn deceiver took the primary risk to get away, she even attempted to cut me to death … This happens when I'm excessively kind! Cara's cerebrum bubbled in rage, Songbird's blow had straightforwardly punctured her spine. In spite of the fact that Leaves had the option to mend rapidly recuperate her injuries with spices, Cara's lower body was as yet deadened and with next to no inclination.

“Dammit!” smashed his mobile phone against the wall angrily.. Adrian stood like a statue at a corner not daring to make a sound to get on the bad side of the furious boss.. He quickly stepped aside when Damian threw his MacBook pro at him and it ended up smashing into pieces.. Damian was so furious as he threw things around and ended up breaking everything in his study.. “Calm down, sir, your wounds ain't fully healed yet..” Adrian tried to talk him outta smashing things but this earned him a vase being thrown at him..

“Dammit!” smashed his mobile phone against the wall angrily.. Adrian stood like a statue at a corner not daring to make a sound to get on the bad side of the furious boss.. He quickly stepped aside when Damian threw his MacBook pro at him and it ended up smashing into pieces.. Damian was so furious as he threw things around and ended up breaking everything in his study.. “Calm down, sir, your wounds ain't fully healed yet..” Adrian tried to talk him outta smashing things but this earned him a vase being thrown at him..