Drive By Train Lyric Novels & Stories

"Have you all lost your minds? How dare you hit me and say things like that? Do you want the baby to grow up without a dad?" Eliza said, completely indifferent, "The baby matters, but my brother matters more."

“Take it all, Carolina. Choke on it like the desperate whore you are.” Saliva dripped down my chin. My hands were pinned behind my back by unseen grips. I couldn’t push them away even if I wanted to. And God help me, a part of me didn’t want to. The train’s rhythm matched the brutal pace— the click-clack, thrust, click-clack, each jolt driving them deeper.

he says and climbed the stairs but stopped "I can't love you Sera" he says and I felt my world crumbled I cried the tears in my eyes ass as I stared at him walking away How did I end up loving him?? Where does this come from? I palmed my face and rushed to my room in tears ||Mirabella|| The sound of the train jolted me out as I stared up, I quickly grab my bad and rush to the train Soon the train starts moving after picking three or more passengers All through the drive I was silent as I just starred at the window

’ Ryne mind-links me. “Chelsea, Kanji, get the car. The train she is on is headed to Prince Rupert.” I yell, running towards the tracks that I see have no train. It has already departed, but that won’t stop us. Ryne and I shift and take off. We sprint in Lycan form, pushing ourselves down the track. We can see the train in the distance about a mile ahead. We have to get to the train. ‘We have to get to her. She is unconscious. I felt her pain. Then she blacked out.’ I tell Ryne as we race. He is the only other lycan that comes close to keeping up with me.

Under the sunlight, it has this tiny silver glint, but most times it just blends into the air, waiting. The driver lines the car up perfectly. The street is straight, no turns, no obstacles. The man in the car's opening starts to shake, because maybe now he realizes what's about to happen. Then the driver hits the gas. The wind whips past your ears, and the wire gets closer and closer. The traitor can't duck, can't move, can't escape. It's like watching a train come at you while your feet are nailed to the ground. And then-contact.

“Let’s sit around, Waiting for the sun to rise Let’s sit around, Waiting for the moon to fall By the water As it glistens You could listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears But remember that I love you, I will forever No matter what happens, To me or you We’ll be together Through the years So as you cry Please listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears”

As I waited inside the diner, anticipation crawling under my skin, the strangest sense of déjà vu came over me. That guy I passed earlier—the one casually walking a goat—he might’ve seemed absurd at the time, but he wasn’t wrong. Here I was again, parked in a decommissioned train car, staring at photos of the body I couldn’t get out of my head. Her curves, her skin—her. There was no randomness in this. No fluke. No accident. The path we’d taken, as messy and chaotic as it had gotten, had always been meant to lead us here.

won the playlist battle. The car transformed into a personal concert arena, the music enveloping her like a long-lost friend. The lyrics resonated, almost as if Tatiana herself was serenading Emine's thoughts. The road blurred, time lost its grip, and Emine surrendered herself to the symphony of the open highway. You got to get up You got to get up and make a move 'Cause the world will never see you until you do No, they don't really care what you're going through

Felt the train moving. Going home.

They said their goodbyes and Daniel took over the wheels driving into the streets. As he drove he bobbed his head up and down to the song playing from the stereo. It was 'Bob Bop baby' by West life. It was their song. He and Bina. They used to dance and sing aloud to the song while they hung out in his condo. He began singing aloud, the lyrics flowing from his lips and then he realized that he sounded just as bad as Red did. Red, He shook his head, Don't think of her. He put off the stereo and continued driving ridding his thoughts of both Red and Bina.