Future Break Point Novels & Stories

Mira said pacing around. “Well if your school phone actually included sims out of this gate I would've gotten my message passed the moment I woke up”. “But you can't leave unless” Zach paused giving Mira a knowing smile. “No no no no Zach it's a big no”. “Unless what?” Ava asked. “Unless” “Unless nothing Zach you know that's too risky”

She looked at the clock on the nightstand near her and jumped out of the bed, her plane was going to leave in two hours! Sam cringed as she heard the man groan. He rolled over still asleep and she let out a sigh of relief. As much as she wanted to spend all her time repeating what they’d done last night again…and again, she was convinced he wouldn’t feel the same now that he was sober. Sam had always heard of the beer goggle effect and didn’t want to ruin her experience with his look of rejection once he saw her.

"And you think you can just break the bars?" "I think I can create a feedback loop," Pim said, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "If I force the server to attempt a rewrite of its own physical foundation—to 'update' the structural integrity of this building—the conflict between the new code and the static architectural schematics will force a system reset. It’ll crash the entire local cluster."

A sharp crack broke the silence in the living room. The bracelet hit the hard marble floor, and the gem shattered into pieces. At that instant, everything around me stood still. I stared at the broken pieces on the floor, my mind going blank. Susan shrieked and took a step back. Jason swiftly grabbed Susan's hand and anxiously checked the back of her hand and her calves. "Did you get cut by the shards? Does it hurt?" He was finally relieved after making sure that Susan wasn't hurt. He turned around and stared at me, frozen in place, my face pale.

Like a fool for love, I concluded in my mind to dial Roderigo, seeking any opportunity that would bring us back together. The first two dails were hung up, the 3rd and 4th one were left to ring until the call ended, I tried making one last attempt but his phone was switched off. This only got me more desperate and hurt. I felt to be put out of this mean world. ************* Bip!!! bip!!! bip!!! bip!!! bip!!! bip!!! The alarm bipped nonstop that I had to hit it till it made no more noise. It was now I was beginning to regain my consciousness.

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Like reality was struggling to hold its shape. The First Deviation pair stood still. Watching. Waiting. Then the woman spoke softly. “This is it.” Lyra frowned. “What is ‘it’?” The man answered. “The break point.” Kael looked at them. “Break point for what?” Silence. Then the presence behind everything responded. But it wasn’t calm anymore. It was strained. “System integrity failure in multiple layers.” Lyra’s chest tightened. Kael looked around. “I think we did more than confuse it.”

And it ends up being worse because the tears are filled with regret and the feeling of being too late. Because is. It's too late. Generally, those who decide to move forward without looking back are because they have rethought many times before. He's tried, he's already had a dialogue, he's already demonstrated it once, twice, hundreds of times and had no response. You've had your pillow wet several times.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

I asked in a whisper of a breath so I didn’t crack in half from the pain. He knew what I meant, and gave me a sympathetic smile before dealing my fate. “Indefinitely. You’ll be on the medication until we get you going with some serious trauma therapy. This episode, this ‘parataxic distortion’ you experienced, it will come back. It always does until it’s dealt with. But with how fragile you are right now, we have to wait until you can handle it because it will dig at your core and bring up all sorts of nasty memories you’ve suppressed and buried for years.” Just say it…say the word… Broken. A step away from being institutionalized.