Everything Fell Apart Novels & Stories

But in the crushing silence of an apartment that was no longer a home, it was everything. “Yeah,” I whispered into the dark, a single tear tracing a cold path to my pillow. “Me too.”

“Listen, we will talk about this later. I have work to do.” “You damn right we will.” With that, Kim ended the call. I know that she isn’t going to let this go. Kim and I have been close since our mother died. For a period of time after our mother died, Kim and I were all we had. My father became disconnected. Sometimes I used to think that it hurt him to look at us because we reminded him of our mother. After some time, he became the father we needed him to be. Now it seems he wants repayment in the form of a marriage.

It carried every apology he’d never said, every absence, every cowardice, every choice he’d made that ended with my world in shreds. I pressed my forehead to the cool wall. Tears came unbidden, hot and sudden. My breathing came in broken shards. Everything in me had clenched, tightened, shut down. And now…opened, spilling. I curled into myself on the bed, hugging knees to my chest. I pressed the phone against my heart like a talisman. And I fell apart.

Or… could this be something else? I didn’t know what to think. But one thing was clear—everything had just fallen apart.

“I can fix this. We can fix this.” But he had already checked out. He was done with me. “Bye, Faith.” And with that, the line went dead. I stared at my phone, the screen darkening as the call ended. It felt like the ground had just been pulled out from under me. The tears that hadn't been spilling earlier came gushing out. Everything was gone—my money, my hope, and now the one person I thought I could count on. I was completely shattered. And just when I thought that life probably couldn't get any worse for me, little did I know it was just the beginning of my downfall.

How I no longer had a job, I no longer had creed If lost everything in just a span of 6 years and today was like the bow on the gift box Was this the end for me? Was this were the credits roll in Because I was falling apart and I didn't know how much the viewers could handle.

" This time, I agreed with Maya. She was right. Some people's hearts could never be warmed. Even though I had taken such good care of them before, not one of them even came to send me off. I thought I would have to endure a few more annoying days of being disturbed. But unexpectedly, the next day, Maya brought shocking news. "Grace, something terrible happened in your old department! "An emergency patient had surgery last night, but the nurse didn't even know the procedure and handed the surgeon the wrong equipment. "The patient went into emergency shock. It took eight hours of rescue to bring him back. "Now the patient's family is making a scene downstairs. They say they want the hospital s

At least then I could make some money. My stomach sunk lower when I saw the entire meal was destroyed. During his angry spell, Rick threw the food on the floor. The chicken was covered in dirt. As if he took his precious time stepping on each piece. The rice was scattered around. I sighed. It was the only thing I could do. Refusing to shed one more tear tonight. Gathering my strength, I reached for the broom and commenced cleaning the mess. By the time it was midnight I was back in my room with a growling tummy. I lay there revisiting the idea of breaking a few laws to put some money in my pockets. It was on nights like this that I felt the need for cash more than any.

Devlin roared in a sudden fury, smashed with rage, the jug which was on the table fell down, breaking into tiny pieces! Sarah winced. Her eyes bigger than normal, her hand flew at the base of her throbbing throat. Never once had she saw Devlin lost his complete control. With trembling hands, Devlin covered his face as he snorted. It was not surprising that after all these years, the memory of this tragedy still had the power to torment him. He was devastated, drunk in a feeling of misery. Sarah was in the same state, drowned in misery. Her eyes were filled with tears. Her heart bleeped with sympathy.

For someone to tell me that everything is going to be okay. “I tried you know,” I say but he keeps his back to me. “I tried to save him but I couldn’t. I yelled his name so many times my throat burned. I would’ve gone through that fire to find him but-” I was too weak, vulnerable. I couldn’t fight my body that was in shreds. I wipe my face forcefully, “You told me I barely had a month-” I sniff loudly, “What happened? The drug was supposed to knock me out after it wore off, but here I am.”