Novel & Cerita Dont Give Me Hope

“I know you did everything you could. Give me a call when things are settled.” That didn’t sound good, and that blasted feeling I’d tried all my life not to feel vanished, deflating me like a balloon. Damn hope.

I hope you're somewhere prayin', prayin' I hope your soul is changin', changin' I hope you find your peace Falling on your knees, prayin' Ah sometimes, I pray for you at night, oh Someday, maybe you'll see the light Whoa oh, some say, in life, you're gonna get what you give But some things only God can forgive Yeah! (I hope you're somewhere prayin', prayin') I hope your soul is changin', changin' I hope you find your peace

Aaron tries to make her stand but she jerk his hand forcibly. "No, I don't want to go to the restaurant. I have nowhere to go, leave me alone and you get you out of here" hope screams "Are you insane? You are crying and roaming on the road like mad girl how can i leave you and go like this?" "Who are you"? Aaron falls silent with Hope's question and looks at her slienty. "Leave me alone, I don't want anyone and No one stays with Anyone for life long. I don't want any false hope i don't want to see any false dreams now, go away from me"

The last thing I wanted was for Drake to run into Chris and start another pointless argument. After sending the message, I turned to Chris and said, "Make sure you show up on the full moon. Lucian won't forgive you if you don't, and I doubt you want things to get ugly. I have somewhere to be. I'm leaving." "Wait! Where are you going?" Chris grabbed my wrist, his eyes bloodshot with desperation. "What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" "Let go of me! Where I go is none of your concern." I was beyond exhausted by his behavior.

Still holding to my hope, eyes were closed tightly, afraid of accepting the reality. "Please, come out. I'll be waiting 'til ten." My grip from the key tighten as well, but it's not as tight as how I am holding to my hope now. Four, five, six. I'm starting to lose my grip on the hope I am saying. Seven, eight, nine. Although, I already sound like giving up earlier, my hope got bigger as I am hoping that maybe you will come out at the last number. "Ten." I give up. There's no you anymore and will never be. It's just myself giving such false hope.

“You expect me to believe this on your word alone?” “No,” he replied. “I expect you to survive long enough to see it.” Anger flared. It felt easier than fear. “You come into my life. You call me rejected. You tear open wounds. And now you give me hope like it’s nothing.” His voice dropped. “Hope is never nothing.” I looked away. My eyes burned. I would not cry. I had cried enough in my life. I had buried too much already. “You said there were rules,” I said. “Say them.”

She took the phone from his hand and stared at the message again. “No one is dying.” Her voice was firm. “Not you. Not Lyra. Not Kael. Not Kieran. Not anyone.” Adrian gently took her hand. “We don’t know if the message is real.” Hope looked at him. “I know.” “Then don’t let it control you.” Hope’s eyes narrowed. “That is exactly what she wants.” “Who?” “The future version of me.” Everyone became silent. Hope looked around the room. “She told me I have seven days.”

I closed my eyes, about to jump off a building, when an ill-timed phone ringtone blared. On the other end of the phone came a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with. It was my own voice. "Don't jump, Jack Sterling."

Sometimes all I can do is sit and wonder at what happens in life. I can't weep because my eyes have lost its well of water. I have cried and can't again. Everyone will always say there is hope and I strongly believe in that. I strongly believe everyone will always say there is hope and not hope itself. Sometimes, I wonder if I should just kick myself and tell them there isn't but I can’t do that because I have to always keep my mouth shut.

"Cassie, if it hurts, say something. Don't force yourself." His voice was soft, like the man who once loved and spoiled me. But my heart felt nothing. I looked up into those deep blue eyes. Once, they held only me. Now? Just contempt and impatience. "I'm fine," I said, voice calm and hollow. Adriano hesitated. I used to cry over a paper cut. Now... "You really have changed," he muttered, eyes unreadable. I dropped my gaze and stayed quiet. People change—especially when their hearts get crushed.