Good Trouble Callie And Jamie Novels & Stories

Even though I knew better, I pushed the volume button, turning it up. "Trouble in Paradise?" the male lead was saying. "Caledon and Eleanor are less than a week into their marriage and seem to already be experiencing difficulties according to inside sources." I rolled my eyes. The fact that they were kinda right for once though was unsettling. How did this keep happening?

she continued and walked away before the other stunned woman could reply. I laughed softly. If she had the kind of life i did, she would have opted suicide a long time ago. By evening, i quickly dressed, waiting for Jason, but he never showed up. Time tickled slowly by and my worries and anger increased. Was he off drinking again and forgot we're going to a gala today.? Furious, I called paul. “Hey Paul, if Jason is with you, tell him to come home” i said immediately the line connected. “Hello Skyla, no Jason isn't with me. We parted a few hours ago” he said in his deep voice and I began to blush. “Its…its alright. Sorry for disturbing” i stammered and quickly hung up.

Oh God, it seemed she had truly made a huge mess. "Callie? Can I come in? If something’s wrong, we can talk about everything." The man was still standing in front of the door, not forcing Callie to open it, just trying to persuade her to let him in. Sierra nearly cried when an idea crossed her mind. If they both had such great love for each other, why did God have to send such big problems that made them suffer? Now, not only Callie and Axton were suffering, but she also felt the pain when she realized she had caused such a huge problem.

“Nothing serious. The old woman is stronger than an Arabian horse. She has bruises on her ass, but she’ll live. She’d be discharged tomorrow. You know how Percie is with his grands. He didn’t tell you?” “We didn’t get to that part.” “He’ll be here tomorrow. He’s still pissed off, though.” “Thanks for pointing the obvious. I know you want me to feel bad. Well, good news, I feel terrible.” “Good. And of all the people, why Remy for fuck’s sake? I don’t know the whole story, but they seem to like to have bad blood. You can make up to him, though.” My eyes lit up with hope. “How?”

I need to keep a clear, calm head to get us out of here. “It’s okay, Callie it’s okay” I try to reassure her. Blake with his disgusting course voice, “no darlin, it’s not okay. You and your sis are gonna die tonight.” Callie starts to thrash about and cries out to Barry, “Barry, Barry, what’s going on? Please help us” she begs, “Let us go, please!” Pleading desperately her voice cracks and she starts to sob uncontrollably. “Get them out of the truck, stand them up, come on” Blake barks orders at the other two.

“Some. We document the reasons why this happens. Most of the time it is power outages. That is why we have massive solar farms around so supply energy to the backup systems.” “Damn, you really thought of everything.” Kyle seemed impressed. My phone started ringing on the coffee table. Callie reached down and picked it up for me. “Bro is calling.” She said before handing it to me. Hitting accept, I put it on speaker. “You’re on speaker. Did you find him?” “He’s in bad shape. His jaw is shattered. I’m not sure both ribs aren’t punctured by his ribs. Travis was really struggling to breathe.” “Evie?” I asked, trying to remain calm.

"Poor guy… Let's get this case solved quickly so he can rest in peace, yeah?" Later, in the courtyard, Truman chatted with Jamie. "Jamie, couples always argue! If your husband's upset, just play nice with him, won't you?" Jamie scoffed. "Like that would work. He'd only start causing more of a ruckus! Just today, he called me while I was at work and threatened me, so he's probably going to act dead the next time!" What she didn't know was that I was truly dead. Somewhere in my heart, I wondered if she would feel any semblance of regret for what she was saying at that moment once she found out.

I watch it drive away, while my mind goes into overdrive. Right, the stupid lies will get the bitch into trouble. Today, I am busting your lying ass if it’s the last thing I do, to save Roman’s soul. That’s if Roman doesn’t have you killed beforehand. And I kind of have to agree with him. You really do have it coming. I smile and wave as Roman’s car pulls out and drives off, and then I run inside with my robe flying behind me and call Callie. “Hey, babe.” “Oh, my fucking God, Callie. Everything is turning to shit. Can you meet me for breakfast? I need a crisis meeting.”

My phone vibrated in my pocket. “You might want to take that call.” The confident tilt of his jawbone, the arrogance in his stance and the casual way he crossed his arms, like he's got everything figured made my fingers curl with dread. I answered. It was Caelum. “Bro, there's trouble.” Caelum said, panic audible in his tone. “When we got there, we couldn't find grandma. All efforts to find her failed. Even the hospital's CCTV cameras were broken. I'm so sorry.”

I tried. “Please, Leah.” Callie spoke up, “Don’t do this.” “Shut up you annoying hindrance!” Leah growled, “I wouldn’t have come if I hadn’t seen Jamie was with you, we would all be better off if you walked off that cliff too.” “Leah.” I snapped. Callie was at a loss for words, her sister and her never really got along but never in all their years did Leah say anything as crude as that to her.