Everything's Fine Novels & Stories

“Everyone is alive. But we think they were poisoned with something.” “What?” My shout feels like it tears out of my chest. Zanthe whines in my head. “Is Tobias, ok?” After that outburst, the question comes out surprisingly small. Aiden’s face softens. He puts a steady hand on my shoulder. “He’s fine. They’re all fine. But they were out for a few days.… it’s just been…a week.” He looks like he’s hanging together by a thread, and that does nothing to slow the pounding in my chest.

“Is everything… alright?” He paused, hand frozen mid-pour, and for a moment his mask faltered. A flicker of guilt crossed his features, and I caught it, it was a subtle twitch at the corner of his mouth, the tension in his jaw, the avoidance of my eyes. “Yeah… yeah, everything is perfect ,” he said, though the bond beneath my skin thrummed with warning.

but then she realised he was away for so long instead of pitying for herself she should queried about his well being "Are you ok?" Sharon swung the door open, looking up at Gordon with worry clouding her features. "Yeah, I'm fine," he smiled reassuringly. She stepped aside so he could come in. Sharon pressed onto her toes to get a better look at him. "Are you sure you're ok?" "Really. I'm fine."

"You seem kind of frazzled. Like you had a bad dream." HOOOLLY FUCKING SON OF A BUTTERED...FUCKING BISCUIT! "No, everything is fine," I assure him. "Everything...everything is perfectly fine." **

" What's wrong with me?" "Nothing .You just look like the black version of someone I loved... Well almost." "What happened to her ?" "She was tragically taken away from me and that's it." " I am so sorry. That's it." " It's okay . Nothing's wrong with your face . You are perfect. " " Thank you... you're perfect too."

He asked "I'm fine". I murmured "Are you okay ".she asked when she noticed the tune of my voice. "Yes, yes, l'm fine ". I spoke up "Are you sure, you don't sound happy, is something wrong". She asked worriedly I stared at Grace who was typing something on her laptop before speaking up "I'm fine, you don't have to worry". I tried convincing her, she did not say a word for a while before she spoke. "Where can we see ?" She asked,

"I'm making it up to you. For however long it takes." I smile despite myself. "However long it takes." The bond hums with contentment. We're safe. We're free. We're together. Everything else? We'll figure it out. One day at a time.

she says. “What do you mean she is ok? I thought she was in critical condition Sarah. Now you’re telling me she is perfectly fine? What fucking game are you playing at?” I snap, suspicion instantly starting to creep in. Just a few hours ago Sarah didn’t know if Ella would live, and now she is beaming with confidence that she is ok?

8:12 PM. _2:47 PM felt normal today. Thanks, 7. See you tomorrow. Crew out._ _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ Alex read it over my shoulder. “See,” Alex said. “Normal is good. Normal means crew is working. Deal?” _Silence. Bedroom. 8:15 PM._ “Deal,” I said. *11:59 PM. [SFX: QUIET. THEN BREATH. THEN EIGHT.]* Our bed.

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