Falling Away Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

The movement tugged at the leads, and the IV line taped to her hand pulled against the mattress. As I observed the taper of her waist flare out into those beautiful curves, I couldn’t help but imagine my hands tracing those curves. The hospital gown draped perfectly over her hips, highlighting her captivating backside. I couldn’t wait for the day I would finally be able to be with her. As I thought about being with her, I realised that perhaps the priest may have been right about divine retribution. It was very coincidental that Penelope had fainted just right after leaving the church. Was that God’s way of warning us and showing us what happened when we strayed away from his path?

Tears pour from my eyes, staining the page as I stare at the last item on the list. RUN AWAY AND START OVER. I cross the point and scribble something else. ESCAPE THIS MARRIAGE AND START OVER.

The seconds stretched unbearably long. She imagined his expression changing. The calm slipping. The calculation beginning. Then: James: Why? She swallowed. Nora: I need space. There it was. The line she had never crossed before. James stared at the message, face blank. Space. The word tasted bitter. He typed slowly. James: Did I do something wrong? The question was a trap. Nora knew that now. Nora: I just need time. A pause. Then: James: You’re pulling away.

Penelope I noticed everyone in the dining was peering at me after I zoned out of my thoughts. Acting on the first idea that came to my mind, I forced a smile on my face. "Please excuse me, I'm full now. I would like to return to my room, thank you." I didn't wait for anyone to say a word, I just stood up to my feet and dashed away. I couldn't blame them for the way they looked at me back at the dining area, I barely ate my food I was just twirling my fork in the spaghetti, and gulping down water in between.

Unless… “Aww, how sweet,” Penelope cooed. “That is so…” her phone buzzed loudly interrupting her speech. She almost looked relieved at the interruption. Penelope may be smart and rich and beautiful but when it comes to love she is unlucky. Nolan might be her friend and she might be truly happy for him and all that but if I know Penelope Quinn, there is nothing she wants more than a happy ending. “Excuse me, I have to take this call.” She pushed her chair back and circled around to the door for some privacy. The room suddenly felt small and I started to hyperventilate.

I yelled, my throat itched with dryness. “A failed reputation holds no novelty with death.” I informed her, her eyes merely darkened. They were different from the Penelope I once knew many years ago. That Penelope had glister of hope and light dancing at the corner of her eyes, all that seemed to have faded, and even worse, darkens, the more I peer into her gaze. A smirks plasters on Penelope’s face, she gasped for hair and begin laughing.

“The doctors helped me.” “Which doctors?” Penelope moved closer, her heels clicking like gunshots on the tiled floor. She leaned down, pushing her face right into mine. “Name one, Vivian. Just one doctor from your childhood.” “Stop it,” I whispered, pulling back. “Name them!” Penelope slammed her glass onto the table. The champagne spilled over, soaking the white tablecloth. “Penelope, please,” Eleanor said softly, but she didn’t look angry. She looked amused. She was watching me break. “Let the girl speak. Unless, of course, she has nothing to say.”

Penelope scrolled through T*****r, soaking up the chaos. #AnnaMarieArrested #FallenAngel #JusticeForNora The comment section was pure carnage, and Penelope was loving every bit of it. She stretched her legs out on the coffee table, sighing contentedly. “You thought you could ruin me, Anna,” she said softly, eyes gleaming. “But now it’s your turn to burn.” Penelope’s smile deepened. “Oh, I pray you remain in that situation,” she whispered, lifting her glass again. “To Anna Marie, America’s fallen darling.”

But this did not faze Penelope as she hurried giving her luggages to the bus driver who was helping her load it. “I need to make sure of something.” She did not even look at the lass, only focusing on making certain she forgot nothing. “When will you be back?” Selene was slowly falling into despair. The little ounce of hope she had left faded. “I don’t know, dear.” With those words coming out of Penelope’s mouth, Selene surrendered to her faith, her face losing all its liveliness and color. Pre-occupied with her things, she hardly took bothered with it, thinking the young woman understood.

} {I've been abducted} Her voice cracked as she chocked on her tears trying not to cry Silence. {What!?} He sounded shocked. {W-where are you now} {I don't know,} She answered shaking her head while tears rolled down her eyes {In an estate somewhere but I don't know where} {Are you alright?} He asked, concern laid in his voice and Penelope nodded but realizing her mistake again, she answered him {Yes, am fine} Silence {Is there anything you can recognize in that estate, a landmark may be}