Hannah Montana Bless The Broken Road Novels & Stories

Hannah hit him several times on his back, trying to release herself from his grip but he didn’t let go until they crashed into the side of the mountain. The snow that had settled at the top of the mountain came rolling down and it covered both of them underneath its mass. A few seconds after the snow settled, Hannah burst out from underneath some of it. She wiped her hands through her hair and looked around for Garin but she couldn’t spot him. “Garin,” She called out to him.

“No.” I hit the brakes as we approach one of the scenic overlooks on the mountain, pulling onto the shoulder so we can get a better look at the view. It’s a tactic to distract Nessa from the current conversation, and it works like a charm. Her eyes widen as she takes in the landscape, leaning forward in her seat and resting her hands on the dash as we roll to a stop. “Wow. This is beautiful,” she breathes.

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I sang along to the radio as I took more swigs. I noticed their was a cliff on the side of the road. It's no use in staying here. I'm fucking miserable and I don't want to be alive anymore. "And we are, we are, we are, got me up all night. And we are, we are, we are all I'm singing is love songs." I sang as I finished my bottle of vodka. My vision became blurred and tears streamed down my face as I hit my steering wheel. "I fucking love you Kat." I yelled.

“Just breathe.” The engine roared to life as I remotely pressed the start key. I pressed my foot on the accelerator. “I’m done being pitied,” I said aloud as I drove off. The music filled the car, loud enough to drown my thoughts as I shook my body to it. “Focus on the road,” she told herself. “Focus on getting home.” I know my little princess might already be awake, so I need to hurry home. The road stretched ahead, calm, almost mocking.

"See, Sean was getting the hospital bag ready! That's what a real husband and father does–he takes charge!" Rowena looked stunned by the video. "When was this?" "Just now," I lied through my teeth, feigning innocence. "I'm about to have a baby, and of course, Sean's on it. He says it's his way of sending blessings to me and the baby! Doesn't your baby's daddy do the same?" It was all a fabrication. Sean, that monster, wished nothing but the worst for me and the baby. He would never offer a blessing. However, Rowena bought it like a fool. Consumed by a mix of fury and bitterness, she suddenly started bleeding profusely.

I looked at her quietly and didn't say a word. She suddenly laughed softly. "I knew it. You'll never forgive me. And honestly, I don't deserve your forgiveness. "But no matter what, whether you believe me or not, you were always the only father I ever had and the only one I'll ever recognize." After saying that, she slowly turned around and walked away. I wanted to say something, but in the end, I didn't call out to her. Affection is like glass; once broken, the cracks remain forever.

"I'm sorry. I overstepped my boundaries. I'll go right back to the chapel now." Hailey grabbed her hand and tugged her right back, screaming at the top of her lungs, "No! I want Tammy to stay! I want Tammy to celebrate my birthday with me!" Aston held Tamara in his arms and turned to look at me. "You don't even care about Hailey as much as Tamara does, Belinda." His eyes turned red. "Since that's the case, you can forget completely about the capital injection!"

"What makes you think that I would be willing to give you a ride?" Rose shrugged her shoulders but laughed. "Precisely why I created alternative arrangements." Her boyfriend quickly acknowledged Ethan before holding the car door open for her. She quietly entered, giving Ethan a brief wave before they departed. Ethan let out a sigh and returned inside the house. Ethan entered the living room and saw Monica rinsing her hands at the running tap. Monica greeted him with an understanding smile. "I believe Amelia has a crush on you," she remarked, her tone playful but confident.