Funny Expectation Vs Reality Novels & Stories

She will not stay put not until I explain to her what happened in the restroom earlier. "So?" She started wanting me to go on with my story "You won't let go of this, won't you??" I asked her. "Of course.. that guy Is a fucking Adonis.. and then he looks at you lovingly? Care to tell me why?I look at her dumbfounded!! "Lovingly? Are you out of your head space women??? You watch too many sappy romantic movies, that's why you imagine too much!" I exclaimed. "Uh uh... it's not my imagination he looks at you and smiles? Care to explain? And I know what I saw. OK?" She asked too much.

Knowing them, they hate me so damn much, that they can throw me off their house like a useless trash. I started singing the first part of the song. Silent Scream By: Anna Blue “I'm caught up in your expectations You try'na make me live your dream But I'm causing you so much frustration And you only want the best for me” They expected too much from me. Because of their high expectations, even if I only made a small mistake it frustrates them immediately. They are forcing me to live their dreams, and say it's for my own good too, tss. Preposterous! That is for them, for their wealth, and for their so-called reputation, because they are a family of lawyers! But I don't want to be a lawyer. I do

"There's always a reason. We just don't know it yet." "You're way too invested in this." "You're the one who gasped when she said she slept with his brother." "Because that's insane!" "That's reality TV." We watched three episodes, and made fun of everything, ate ice cream straight from the container. It felt normal, like we were just a regular couple doing regular couple things. Not a contract marriage that turned into something real. Not a billionaire and his replacement bride. Just...us. "I could get used to this," I said.

I fume with anger as I yelled those words out loud in my heart. But do I stand a chance to see my brother again, let alone spank him? Funny is just a fucking mystery that allows good people like my mom and dad to die, while idiots like Bale are allowed to live and do their fucking rubbish. “This is bullshit!” I yelled, still inside of me. I wish I could voice it out. “Now take off your clothes and show me what you got!” he finally dropped the much-expected bombshell. I knew that would happen, but it came to me as a shock nonetheless.

Each time, Lawrence brushed it off, saying he didn't want to disrupt our life together. Now, as I watched him with Miles, as I saw how patient and gentle he was… I realized how completely wrong I had been. Several pairs of eyes in the private room were fixed on me. Still, I could tell that their minds were a million miles away from this room. All of a sudden, I felt exhausted. The happiness I once believed I had was nothing but a web of lies and deception. "Once it's signed, just mail it to me." I had no energy left to bother with them.

my excited look had turned into bitterness. “What’s wrong? Where did all your excitement go? Or are you overjoyed?” He asked. “My excitement? Overjoyed?!” I barked. “What do you think a surprise is?” “A surprise? A surprise is an unexpected event, is it not?” He asked. “You’re right. This is definitely unexpected,” I expressed sarcastically. “It’s unexpected and this is how you show your excitement? Wear a smile and show your appreciation at once!” He barked. “You know you can’t force people to smile, right?”

I asked while digging in my food. "Work was OK and my boss asked me to help him with something " she explained taking a drink of her juice. "Help him with what?" I pressed on nosey. "Just work stuff Jada, what with all the questions?" She snapped bothered. "I'm sorry" I said putting up me hand surrendering. "It's OK..... How was the interview?" She asked with her mouth full of food. Disgusting!!!!! "It wasn't what I expected but I was hired for a damn PA for Miss Grey" I said emphasizing on (Miss Grey).

With so much curiosity, I went closer to her and slowly look on her eyes—trying to get everything straight. “You mean, Leigh got laid last night?” She pointed me using her forefinger and stand up, making little dance moves elegantly. “Well, at least, it is what she said earlier.” Everyone’s reality is different. However, there are some realities that are true for all of life. Life Is difficult. Somehow people seem to believe that life is supposed to be easy. This is particularly a problem in America today. We expect a smooth easy road to success. We expect our lives to be hassle free. We expect the government to solve our problems. We expect to get the prize without having to pay the price.

"Stop! This whole thing is a sham, and I have the proof!" ... Today was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life. It was supposed to be one of those, 'You can have your cake and eat it too', kinds of moments. Silly girl, my cynical side snickered. I should know by now that fairy tales are far from reality. I looked for the nearest exit, I couldn't stand by for another minute as my world crumbled around me.

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.