Dory Confused Novels & Stories

I just move to the couch and sit there while I wait to be fed. I'm wandering on my phone when suddenly I feel something next to me, like a breeze. When I turn around, I see Diory next to me and I let out a little gasp of surprise because I didn't know she was here. How is she so quiet? "Hey... girl," I mutter, uncomfortable. Diory is looking at me with something I can't quite identify in her blue eyes, "What's up?" "I know things," she mumbles almost without blinking and I can't do anything but stare at her silently not knowing what the hell to say. Seriously all the people in this family are crazy, "I know a lot of things."

She kept feeling like there was something in particular that she could not remember. “That's right. Do you not remember anything?” Jonald walked up to her in concerned. “I- I can only recall that my name is Dora other than that, everything becomes a blur. God! my head hurts.” Dora wailed a little towards the end. How had she been rendered into such a state? Why couldn’t she remember anything? Was it because of her headache? Her heart felt jumbled by up inside. She had the impression that there seemed to be a person in her heart that she wanted to see right now. Who was this person? She couldn’t remember who it was or how they look like. She could not recall anything. Dora shook her head, a l

Liz kissed her twins on both cheeks once more, and Dory did the same. "Bye-bye, Babies! I'll take care of your momma with all my heart!" Dory exaggerated. Even formed a heart shape over her head with both hands. The twins waved happily as Dory's car pulled out of the gate. "What did you and Wulf talk about?" Liz asked as soon as they hit the highway of Southshire City. Dory grinned, then placed her hand dramatically on her cheek like she was swooning. "Girl, your life is on another level right now. I can’t even handle it!"

Farrah felt tickled so she burst out laughing. Ysa who's walking by saw this and felt so annoyed she huffed angrily, stomping on her feet. “Tsk!” Farrah laughed louder and felt triumphant. Farrah = 1, Ysa = -0. All her expressions fell on Dior's observant eyes. Dior looked at her with complicated emotions. Contrary to what Farrah was thinking, Dior can actually understand a lot of things at this moment. He understood that he had became a zombie, and Farrah sought him out in T City. He also remembered all the things that happened back in T City.

That night, however, she lingered, her face a canvas of unsaid words and halted confessions. Helma, gently tracing the edge of her teacup, broke the silence. "What's up? If there's a work snag, just lay it out. If you're swamped, I get it..." "It's not about work," Dory cut in. Watching Dory's eyes dance with worry, and her cheeks flush with unease, Helma leaned in. "Then, spill it. What's going on?" "I... I've hit a rough patch, Hemmy. Could you, maybe, help me out?" Dory's voice was a whisper, trembling with vulnerability.

I went to get a bucket and splash him water, he didn't wake up immediately instead he hissed. He opened his eyes to see me with my bra and mini skirt, he looked away quickly probably noticing it was me. "You got me wet Dory..." he said. "Your statement was highly inappropriate." i hissed. "You didn't have to splash me with water, i get it you hate me." he said in a hurt tone or I'm deaf. "I don't hate you." i said but he didn't look up still. "OK i hate you but i don't hate you because of what you did today, you were trying to protect me and Molly told me everything I'm glad you were sticking your neck out for me." i said he still didn't look up his head was still bent down.