Falling To Pieces Script Novels & Stories

It hit the far wall with a sickening crack and fell to the rug, the screen shattered into a thousand jagged pieces. I fell back into my chair, my head in my hands, my fingers digging into my scalp. I wanted to be alone. I wanted the darkness of the tomb to finally swallow me whole. I had lost everything—Claudia, my honor, my pack's respect, and the girl I had spent years breaking, only to find out she was the only truly innocent soul among us.

Her bullet shattered the screen beside the detonator, shards flew, sparks burst, but it was too late. De Marco slammed his palm down, there was a deafening roar as the ground trembled and cracks began to split through the marble floor like veins of lightning beneath their feet as the foundation gave way with a monstrous groan. Massimo lunged for Talana, grabbed her wrist just as the world collapsed beneath them. “Massimo!” Her scream echoed through the falling dust and darkness as the floor vanished, and what followed was nothing but the sound of stone and fire. The fall wasn’t clean. It was violent, stone, steel cables, blistering heat and gravity conspiring all at once. Talana’s back slamm

My legs completely lost their strength. I stepped backward hastily, wanting to flee from this hell. However, my vision, blurred by tears, caused me to lose my balance. My elbow struck hard against the console table on the corridor wall. CRASH! The antique porcelain vase on top of it fell and shattered into pieces on the marble floor. The sound echoed like a gunshot in the silence of the mansion. The breathing inside that room instantly ceased. I froze. Cold sweat drenched my back. The test pack in my hand nearly slipped free.

Kat's P.O.V I was currently sitting on the cold metal floor. Tears were staining my eyes as the thought of loosing Jack flooded my mind. "I can't loose Jack." I said to myself Loosing Jack is not an option. While wiping my tear stained face I started hearing gun shots. "Fuck Jack is here!" I yelled to myself. I attempted to jump up but immediately got pulled back. The restraints on my wrist caused my back to be slammed onto the the metal pole behind me.

First I wobble on my feet when I try to reach higher and grab the tampon which of course makes me lose balance, I try to keep myself from falling by holding onto the woman’s shoulders but that is an even more terrible idea because she obviously hates me and wants me off her body as soon as possible. I know this because she pushes my hand away which has me reeling back. But I’m not one to give up so easily so I grab her shirt and we both tumble down to the ground. It would have been fine if our encounter ended her but of course not, I don’t have such good luck. The woman had unfortunately tried to grab the shelf to avoid falling down but like me she had failed and only sent all the tampons on

Even though I was mentally prepared, seeing it with my own eyes still sent a sharp, undeniable pain straight through my chest. As the last illusion between us shattered, all I hear was silence.

The flickering lamplight cast long shadows across the room, mirroring the turmoil within Lena's heart. The evening stretched on, seemingly endless, as Lena remained motionless on the couch, lost in her thoughts and consumed by the rawness of her emotions. The tears continued to fall, each drop a testament to the shattered dreams and the love that had turned to ashes.

Until now. Her heart ached her and she watched two years of her life burning in those pictures, and she felt this resounding defeat. And pain. And betrayal of being lied to everyday when her boyfriend called her on the phone to tell him what an awesome day he had had. She sat there in the church, but the voice of the pastor faded out and the only sound she heard was that of her thumping heart. The lights in the church suddenly grew brighter, sending piercing rays to her eyes, and she had to flinch and look away sometimes, until she retreated to just resting her head on the desk. Memories flashed in her head—of everything she had been through with him, of all the video calls they had had to k

Thank God for Summer; she phoned the hospital and told them to prepare for me before she asked Noah to ease up on the accelerator before we crashed, then she requested that Nathan loosen his grasp. “Won't be long now, Quinn. Get ready to become a Mummy.”

I should end this now, and not drag innocent people into this mess. “Jada!? Baby, I’m near, wait for me please.” “Thank you Achilles, you know how much I love you okay?” “J-Jada!?” “What the f*ck are you saying…” Before he could hear it, I ended the call and face the fate I choose for myself. The crushing pain slowly penetrates my system, the broken glasses floated in the air, and some slashed my skin. Red blood, broken glasses, and the blue sky, the entirety happened in a slow-motion. Seems like my world stopped for a moment while falling to my death.