Fondos De Pantalla Sad Novels & Stories

The screen goes dark a second later. Connection terminated. But the conversation is far from over.

Maya “I’m not someone who is... loved.” Tears flickered my eyes, once more, with mascara stained beneath them. “People don’t see me as a prized possession, Javier... and, when you make it seem like that, I’m thinking...” I sniffled sadly, before continuing. “How long is it gonna last? Will he hate me soon? Cause...” “…I’m a fucking wreck, a sadist... a broken doll with a barbie face.”

I felt weakened with pain and intense sadness, causing an agonizing sob to escape my lips. His friends all around him laughed and watched, as if we were acting out some funny drama scene for them. I was feeling the pain while Hudson had those smug looks on his face. Even when it all seemed true, I still looked forward to him saying it was all a prank. I can't remember ever hurting him in the past or going against his wishes. I had offered my body, my soul, my spirit, everything about me to him. Where on earth have I gone wrong?

I frowned and moved to the next mirror. Once again, it started as a distorted version of myself. This time I was in the Scream painting. But as the image melted away, I saw August. He was lying, barely breathing, with silver chains ripping into his skin, staining his light gray and white fur red with his blood. All the light in his golden eyes was fading.

"I get this anxious feeling but it goes away for a minute, when I'm with you breathing.." "I know, I will fall inlove with and that's not what I wanna do.." "I hope you won't ever lie to me and if you do I know I won't be crybaby.." "Cry baby cry baby, I need to cry." "Cry baby cry baby, you need to cry." "And if you do, I know that will be alright."

Connected. Surrendered to desire. ******************************************

The screen wasn't fully blank, and on it, I could see Jaymes Watson and a cut out message that read. ‘Pain and Debt on you,’ Whatever that meant, I pressed my phone against my stomach and gulped heavily.

Not blinking. Something really isc razy. I feel it deep in my bones.

I could feel the dirt in my throat and the taste of blood. Jade wiped fake tears on the screen. “She was my best friend. She had such a kind heart. I miss her every day.” Liar, I tried to sit up, but pain stabbed through my ribs, but I didn’t care. “Turn it off,” I screamed. No one moved; it was as if I were talking to the air. “TURN OFF THE FUCKING TV!” The maid jumped and scrambled for the remote. The screen went blank. I was shaking as my hands were cold and my mind was on fire.

I crawl back to the wall, my body shaking with sobs. ##########