Facefart Story Novels & Stories

I couldn't tell if it was fear, or shame, or something in between- but it gripped me so tightly I almost turned back. But then I pictured my mother. The way she smiled when I said I'd try. The way she folded my scarf carefully the night before, like it was armor. I couldn't disappoint her. Not now. The scarf hugged my face gently. Wrapping around my face only revealing my eyes, they are one of my body parts that's still intact and the same. I adjusted it over and over again making sure that only my eyes showed. The part I wasnt afraid to reveal.

Without waiting for a response, I turned around and walked out of the cafe like a queen who had just won a battle, and this feeling is so amazing. The moment I finished telling the story, Alexander burst into laughter. I raised my eyebrow. "What?" "Oh my God!" He clutched his stomach, laughing uncontrollably. "You called him not a man to his face? You're unbelievable!"

“well I live right down the street if you ever wanna talk about” ” Wait,” I stopped him before he could leave. “Maybe I do wanna talk about it” His face lights up and he seems genuinely happy to help me with whatever issues I have had. Only those can’t be fixed. I pat the spot beside me and he sits back down. “So “ I tell him everything but not going too deep into anything. His facial features changed from being happy, too excited, too sad, too angry, too happy again, to disappointment, to angry again throughout the story. I've seen nothing like it. It was funny, actually.

Kitara voice, cool and detached. This two were cooking something, it was something I know about. But what could it be? “At first, after my husband died several years ago I thought I was alone until Mrs Farell picked me up and have me the chance to become her personal assistant,” she faked a sad face. “That very day when she picked me to be her personal assistant, I promised her that I would never let her regret picking me and that is why we've come this far together.” She gave back the microphone to Hilda Farell.

,she sighed. "Why not reject him and leave?",We both asked her. "He is scary, she trembles, I know I did things I'm not happy about but If I refused he beat me so I always said yes even if I puked for days after",I didn't believe shit she said. "The face change, her eyes go big, what did you look like before the change ?",she sighs sadly. "Look up FracisFun on F******k those were our real faces. We weren't around the pack much for them to remember what we use to look like but these faces get noticed",she cringed.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It is said that if your face is swollen from the severe beatings of life, smile and pretend to be a fat man. And that was exactly what she was doing, she was trying her best to be normal again, Irfan had cut her deeper than she could ever imagine.

he whispered breaking the eye contact and leaving her to breath. ~•~ "And Farhan you should have seen his face when the paint fell on top of his head. Do you know what he said" she laughed placing her fork down as he watched her amused by her laughter. "Do you know how expensive zis suit is? Zis suit cost more zan your life" she laughed then continued, "and you know what the painter answered, 'wee wee?' yet he's from California!" She clutched her stomach laughing then her eyes shifted to Roman. His expression wasn't what she was expecting, heck she didn't think he was listening to her at all.

I taunted her trying to hurt her with my words for making me one piece of dare. "Ohh excuse me. Control your words. Just because I am quiet, doesn't mean that you will say anything. Just so you know I don't go around kissing and secondly, we knew that you were young but since you are not a media fan so I never saw your any pictures. Thirdly, if you were in your office in morning I would have done this there only but since you were not in so I let go off the deal. But when you told me who.you were few minutes back, I got excited and since my friends would have made me a slave anyway tomorrow so I thought to grab the opportunity. So don't give yourself so much credit, Mr. Wolf Face!" She retor

He seemed to deflate. "What movie and why did you jump out the window?" I laughed. "Oh. I watched a very interesting movie. It was live. The name was 'My-mate-is-kissing-my-sister-in-front-of-my-face.'" I said sarcastically. "I'm sorry. I just -" I cut him off before he could finish. "Oh, I know you're sorry for having sex with my sister. Totally sorry, I understand." I smiled at him.

He answered. Viva wanted to say something but couldn't feel his presence anymore. Her new friend wasn't that handsome when she saw him the first time, he was okay but she wasn't attractive to him. Although she felt that wasn't his real face and when she voiced out her thoughts, the young man burst out laughing and used one of his fingernails to cut his face and blood came out of the cut. Only then did thought of about the face, not his, died. And when he presented his help to train her to be the better version of herself. She was glad she met her new friend.