Ed Edd N Eddy Girlfriends Novels & Stories

he said, unzipping his pants and trying to pull down mine but something stops him, or should I say someone. This someone pulled him off of me and pushed him onto the ground outside of the closet. "You messed with the wrong fucking girl, you prick!" I heard a deep enraged voice say, and I know who it is, Edmund. . . "Dude, I was just messing around, I didn't know that 'nothing' was your girlfriend?" Derek said. My breath hitches. Girlfriend? "She's not my girlfriend you asshole, but she sure as hell isn't nothing if anyone is you are for messing with her!" Edmund hissed, and my heart dips as he denied being my boyfriend.

At this moment, an old lady happened to pass by. The old lady looked at Edward and said to the people beside her, "Men nowadays are not considerate of their girlfriends at all. That young lady's feet are so swollen. It makes my heart ache." Edward's face turned even darker, but he corrected her, "She is not my girlfriend but my wife." "This makes me feel even more disappointed. This kind of man! You should get a divorce as soon as possible!" The old lady was in high spirits and her voice was loud. Even Ellena, who had jumped to the front, heard her.

Meanwhile, at Eddies home. They were already at the dinner table. They were just four people at the table- Eddie, his mom, Dad and another lady- but the table had more space for more ten. It was a very big diner. Eddies parents sat directly opposite each other from a each end of the table. Eddie himself sat directly opposite from the lady at the middle. "Kelly, how's your studies going?" Eddies mother asked. "Oh, I heard you got accepted into Harvard's. It's that true?" Eddies mom asked pleasantly. They had or rather she had arranged for Eddie to marry Kelly because they were both from rich families.

Ethan asked. " Did you hear anything? cause I didn't say anything," Stacy replied in a surprised tone too. As they went up to the stairs, little tears trickled on both side of Eddie's cheeks but she brushed it off with a sob sound coming from her. She shaked her head in self denial. "It's not true. Eddy doesn't have anything to do with madam. She's already married to Mr.Yates by the way," She chuckled to herself but her laughter felt like a knife being pricked deep into her heart and getting twisted.

The woman shook her head and turned her eyes at him with her nose was curled. “Who’s Elena Rouge?” She sniffed and her eyes were half bulged out. Her stare at him intensely. A little bit lines were made on her lips as she frowned. Dante inhaled. “Curtis’ stepbrother girlfriend.” “Edward’s girlfriend?” she raised her eyebrow, “I think he’s dating a model.” She narrowed an eye as she looked at Dante. Dante shrugged. “Young, handsome and have a lot of money, Edward can change girlfriend like he changes his boxer, honey.”

Ella: I got home and everything seems so empty without Ana here. Being alone here won't be easy. We've always been very close, ever since we were teenagers. We went to school together and made plans to come to Seattle to pursue our college education. Georgia was too small for what we planned to achieve. And then Diego came along and ruined everything. I want to slap that one. I hope I don't run into him anywhere, because I don't know what he would do or say. Because of him, my friend left, and now she has to start life from scratch, and with a baby. Starting over is hard enough, imagine doing this with a child?

He looks despite his better judgment. Shantal. I’m going soon. Remember that I love you, okay? Alex loves Shantal! I love you as much as someone like me can love. I love you and thank you for teaching me what this feeling is like. I finally know what it’s like to love and be loved. It really is the greatest feeling in the world! Don’t leak, okay? No leaking. Take care of yourself and don’t be so rough with Jodi. She cares about you a lot. Goodbye, my Shantal, my girlfriend.

She agreed, and he ended the call after telling her that he would be there by seven in the evening. Eddy is her boyfriend she started dating a year ago. She had met him at the college festival she attended with her roommate. He was already a graduate but according to him, he came to have fun because he had missed school and he was having free time. He was working as the manager of a delivery company and earning a cool amount of income. That wasn’t a burden to her, because she was not the type to run after rich men. She texted her roommate, and they got ready in the evening. He came around seven o’clock and they both entered his car, which zoomed off to one of the night parks.

I stood there holding the gift boxes. My fingers were so stiff that they were on the verge of cramping. I awkwardly glanced at my girlfriend, Alicia Bennett. She looked just as embarrassed. Leaning in closer, she whispered, "My dad's a total homebody and has been incredibly sheltered. He's a bit of a crybaby, but please don't be mad. I promise he isn't trying to target you." I forced a smile, though inwardly, I was screaming.

My driver’s girlfriend glared at me from the front passenger seat and snapped, “Can't you read? You’re always mooching rides off my boyfriend. Have you no shame? If you can’t afford a ride, just stay home. People like you are the worst!” I looked at my driver, Jason, completely baffled. He hurried over to me and lowered his voice to explain, “Miss Silva, my girlfriend doesn’t know I’m a driver. She’s pretty possessive. She only put up that note because she loves me.