Don't Call Me Home Novels & Stories

I yell at him through the music and once it gets to my favorite part I sing out: " So call out my name Call out my name when I kiss you so gently I want you to stay I want you to stay, even though you don't want me Girl, why can't you wait? Girl, why can't you wait 'til I fall out of love? Won't you call out my name? Girl, call out my name, and I'll be on my way and I'll be on my I said I didn't feel nothing baby, but I lied I almost cut a piece of myself for your life

‘Put your clothes back on, I'd rather be alone Your thing is all worn out, Now get on home You've had too many lovers, They've worn off the hair There ain't no way I'm goin' in there, Put your clothes on , And get on home Should have never gone out, Should have never had a drink Take that thing outside, it’s startin' to stink Your friends done told me, where you have been and I feel sorry, for all those men Put your clothes on baby, and get on home Yeah get that thing away from me, it looks like something, your dog would eat Seen enough now set me free, I think that thing just barked at me Early this morning it bit my leg, Oh little darling don’t you make me beg, Put your clothes back on and

I guessed that he was calling to urge me to apologize to Doris in the group chat again. I did not want to answer the call, but the phone rang over and over, as Luke called me over seven times. I was still in the pack cleaning up work, so he called the phone there and the phone was brought to me. "Alpha Luke’s on the line. Seems urgent," the guard said, handing me the phone. I took in a deep breath and reluctantly answered the call. "What is it?" I asked coldly. The moment I picked up the call, Luke's angry voice scolded me over the phone. Someone would have thought I was a servant taking orders.

She turned away from the crowd, answering in a low voice. “I told you not to call me for another two days!” The caller stammered on the other end. “I… I made a mistake.” Bethany’s eyes widened. “What? Tell me you didn’t. If you did, I’m in serious trouble!” The voice on the other end confirmed her fears. “Yes… I did.” " Shit"

I tried to act normal during dinner, but my mind kept wondering what it would be like living with a stranger in my own home. After unpacking a little, I heard something from upstairs. Soft guitar music floated down from the attic, like an old song calling my name. My heart jumped. I loved vintage music more than anything — the scratchy records, the soulful voices, the way the songs made me feel less alone. I followed the sound up the narrow stairs, my feet creaking on each step. What if he didn’t want me there? What if this new brother hated me for showing up and changing everything?

don stopped and asked "what you want say" she said "I wanna go to home sobb I want my mom sobbb" she is crying very bitterly don sighed and said "fine I will send you" she said "I will never comeback sobb into your life sobbb please let me go sobbb I will never say any of these to anyone sobbb I will go sobb far away" this time Don's anger triggered he went near her and made her to stand forcefully she pushed him aside and ran away to front room but the main door is locked

SAMANTHA I didn’t mean to call him. My fingers just moved. Like they belonged to someone else. Like muscle memory had taken over. Like some deep, desperate part of me had crawled to the surface and dialed the only number I knew could still tether me to something that didn’t hurt. My chest was already shaking before I hit the green button. My thumb hovered, trembling, then pressed down. One ring. Two… “Princess?” My throat closed. “Daddy…” The word broke inside me. Like it had claws. My voice cracked, split wide open, and I felt it tear something loose inside. “I want to come home.”

Three years after my release from prison, I ran into my ex-wife in the presidential suite of the most exclusive hotel in Bayshore. It had been years since I last saw her. She was draped in a silk robe, radiating wealth. When she recognized me, something unreadable passed through Cecily Monroe's eyes. "On the day you got out, why didn't you wait for me to come pick you up?" I said nothing and handed over the takeout. Her gaze dropped to the scar on my wrist, and her breath caught. "I went too far with that. But you've always been tougher than Adrian. You can always get back on your feet." She was talking about what happened six years ago, when Adrian Burke was involved in a catastrophic

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"But this is a good opportunity. And I want what's best for you. You know that, don't you?" Kai closed his eyes. What's best for me? Like how you destroyed your friend because you thought it was best for him? Kai's grip tightened around the phone as he thought about it. “Kai?” Mr Singh called from the other end of the line. “Yes…sorry, yes.” "Good." The silence stretched again. Kai looked toward the hallway. Toward the empty house that had finally started to feel like a home. "When would I leave?" Kai whispered, trying to prepare himself for a date a few weeks away. "Tonight."