Don't Call Me Home Novels & Stories

Don't call me I don't want to talk to u and don't want to meet u.... U make my life hell the moment u enter in my life makes my life hell.... First you forceful make me your girl friend than you start kissing me without my permission than you send your parents these things r not enough for you....your parents told my mother that i m in a relationship with you great wats left now? Ibrahim leave me alone please for God sake saying all this she cuts the call she feels relief after

Nothing will touch us, even the marabouts And if you want, all my children will call you mom Me, your caregiver, you, my medicine And it will be for life There I am fresh, I am undermined, I made my outlines Oh, your dress stung me, wait, I bypass you Oh baby dance for me, tell me one more time "I love you" There I'm fresh, I'm undermined, I made my outlines Oh your dress stung me, wait, I'm going around you Oh baby dance for me and now I can say That's my baby (don't touch) Our own love (don't touch)

I might have annoyed him about my opinions of his actions, but he shouldn’t have forced himself on me when I didn’t want him to. There was a knocking at the door and I closed my eyes. “Yeah?” I said, my voice sounded so dry. “I’m going to work. I’m just reminding you that you're grounded for coming home late: you're not allowed to leave the house and if you're gone when I get back then don’t come home at all,” he said. “I don’t know who had you believe that you can just go out and come home at any hour like it’s a hotel.”

After barely sleeping all night, with the balcony door left slightly open, Remi woke up feeling dazed. Her whole body was burning. Her eyelids felt so heavy that she could barely open them. She fumbled for her phone on the nightstand and dialed James’s number. She left him more than a dozen calls, yet he did not pick up. Just when she was about to give up, the line finally connected. “James–” “Who are you?” A sweet, unfamiliar female voice came from the other end.

While holding Phyllis' hand, Eric wore a false smile as he slowly walked toward the priest. Suddenly, an unexplainable uneasiness washed over him. It quickly overwhelmed him. He turned to his assistant and instructed, "Call Dr. Dalton and check on Derrina's condition." After the ceremony, Eric led Phyllis around the event hall, toasting with the guests. His assistant rushed over in a panic. "Bad news, Alpha! Dr. Dalton just called. Gamma Derrina has been abducted!" Eric's face, which had moments ago been filled with joy, instantly drained of all color, as if all life had been sucked out of him.

"I know you live far away and can't always come back, but I still want to say this. You haven't been home in a year. No matter how busy you are, come back sometimes and spend time with your grandma, all right?" "She's eighty. She only has you." After hanging up, I cleaned myself up and went to the company. I told Marcus, "I'm almost thirty. According to the community's expectations, I need to go home and meet someone." But before I could even say the word breakup, he gave the ring to Hannah and walked away. I booked my flight within minutes. I had found my original purpose again. My dream, I would fulfill it myself. Maybe my eyes were too calm when I looked at him, because Marcus seemed even

What I remembered was Mom crouching in front of me, her eyes bright and kind, asking, "Do you want to come home with me?" I nodded. She smiled. Back then, her smile was prettier than anyone's at the group home. But just now, there had been no trace of that smile in her eyes. When she left holding my brother's hand, she did not even look back at me. Neither did Dad. They must really be planning to send me back. If they were going to say it sooner or later, I would rather go first. At least that way, it would not be quite so humiliating.

"I will return to my home country next month to become the youngest tenured lecturer at the Iale University School of Art." My phone vibrated again. I glanced at the headline on the screen. [Montgomery Group Exposed: Financial Fraud Leaders Jailed.] The accompanying photo showed Harrier and Lara being escorted into a police car. They no longer resembled the city's elite. They looked disheveled and defeated. "What's the matter?" my adoptive father asked. I showed him the screen. He sighed. "Evil never stays buried." He then told me what had happened. The Montgomery family had approached my adoptive father and asked him to use my savings to help them out of a financial crisis. He refused witho

"I am giving you five minutes, " " Be home between that period.." The call ended, and I couldn't even release my breath, It was just me, reality, and nowhere to run to...

We are home. THE END