Everything Fell Apart Novels & Stories

I imagine his hands caressing my body. As the thoughts run through my mind, my heart begins to race. My breathing becomes shallow. My eyes fly open, shocked at how my body is responding to the thought of him. I lean forward, placing the glass of wine on the wooden coffee table in front of me. Tears begin to fall from my eyes as I place my hands to my head and shake. I can’t let this happen, that's all I can keep telling myself. I know I’m getting upset over nothing. The chances of him offering me the job are probably zero. That makes me happy and sad. I’m so tired I don’t even bother to eat. I change into my tank top and boy shorts to get ready for bed. I wash my face and lie down, staring a

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.

“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

Then suddenly, I couldn’t take it anymore. I picked up the cracked glass and hurled it at the wall. It shattered. Then the lamp. Then the bottle. I smashed everything I could get my hands on. Furniture. Plates. The frame with that one photo I had of Rosa and Sofia; torn in half now. I roared. Like a man being ripped open from the inside. How had this happened? How had I let it all fall apart? My lungs burned. My fists were bleeding. I couldn’t stay in the apartment. I couldn’t breathe in that space anymore.

It felt like they were going to eat me alive, burying me under their questions, judgments, and disgust. I was trapped. Andre and Lola tried pulling people back, but they couldn’t do much. The crowd was too thick and too loud. My own friends were helpless. Then,there was a big bang! A loud slam echoed across the room. Everyone froze. Heads turned backward. Silence fell. It came from Jack’s desk. He barely spoke to anyone, he's always quiet and usually kept to himself. I think he played the piano sometimes with a few other music kids. But today,his voice was louder than any chord he’d ever played.

The syrup. Why couldn’t I just keep it together for one goddamn second? Why did something so small, so stupid, make me fall apart? It’s been a year since I walked out on Mike, a whole year of rebuilding, rewiring, forcing myself to be okay. I thought I was handling it. I thought I was better. I was so, so wrong. My body and mind betrayed me in the worst possible way. I didn’t just fold; I shattered. A grown-ass woman crumpling like a paper bag because a bottle tipped over.

Fast. The threads unravel. The patterns collapse into each other. And everything— Everything— Starts to fall apart. I stare at the system. At the failure. At the mistake I just made. And the truth hits me harder than anything else. There was never supposed to be a third option. Only one. And now— Because I tried to create one— I might have destroyed them all. “Elara,” Adrian says, voice breaking. “What do we do?” I look at him.

Jaz POV The Moon Valley Pack is located a few miles from the Pacific Ocean and between two large mountains that separate us from the rest of the world. When you sit on the cliff that is not too far from the pack. You can see the Ocean and then you can look up and see the moon. I came across the cliff when I was 17 while on my nightly run at 11. Ever since Alpha Jax, Bata James, and Sam found me they brought me back to the pack. They gave me 2 weeks to heal and pass every test that the doctors gave to me. Then they began training me to be the best of the best. Fist they wanted to learn everything about me. From where I came from, what happened to me and of course I could tell them anything be