Heathers Musical Quotes Novels & Stories

My throat tightened, and I forced myself to breathe slowly, evenly. In and out. In and out. "What if this whole thing is just another play, Elena?" Heather whispered, the anger turning into a dark, terrifying caution. Her voice had gone quiet, which somehow made it more frightening than when she'd been yelling. Quiet Heather was dangerous Heather, the one who saw threats everywhere because she'd learned the hard way that they were everywhere.

Heather was silent for a few seconds and said unhappily, "You've been going around the same place. You took a wrong turn." Tyrone scoffed. "You're not stupid." She drank so much but she could still tell they were in the same spot. "Wrong turn." Tyrone was silent. "Wrong turn." "Another word from you and I'll throw you away." "But a wrong turn is a wrong turn. You made a wrong turn… A wrong turn…" Heather was like a recorder that kept on repeating the same message about how Tyrone took a wrong turn. He was so annoyed by her recitation that he yelled, "Shut up!"

As long as Heather was happy,he was happy. **** What do you think about our main characters? Do they speak to you? Because, honestly Heather speaks volumes to me. *giggles* Would love to hear your thoughts on the chapter.

"Always second best! Always the rebound!" Before I could even think, the words flew from my mouth, fueled by the fresh sting of her insults and the lingering pain. "And you're a bitter, washed-up relic, Nyles! So desperate you have to physically assault me in my own room because your precious 'ten years' couldn't keep a man who clearly didn't want you!" "ENOUGH, HEATHER! SHUT UP!"

One moment, clad in thick black-rimmed glasses and conservative attire; the next, in a sleek uniform, white stockings, heels striking the ground, queenly and commanding. Uh… maybe that one didn't even need powers. Worth testing later. "Ray!" Heather suddenly called. Ah, already getting into character? Ray perked up and replied loudly, "Yes, Ma'am!" A slight smile curved on Heather's lips. "Recite the Gettysburg Address. From memory." Ray opened his mouth. "Four score and seven years ago..." He got that far before freezing mid-sentence, startled. He stopped and looked at Heather. She smiled at him calmly.

“You can go now. Be sure to report to me early morning tomorrow and don’t forget to bring me honey water.” “…” I can’t get out the words from my throat – no, I don’t want to say them. Heather looked back at me and asked, “Do you understand what I just told you?” I flinched at her cold look for the first time in my life. I hurriedly bowed my head at her scary expression. I even stuttered. “I..I.. understand…Y…Yo…” Heather tilted her head at me as I was scrambling to say the next words. I know I need to say that but I really can’t, but I am also scared of her expression.

I tighten the threads back up until I can hardly breathe. Not today, Satan. “I have to go,” I say her. “Call me the next time you can, okay? And please, Heather, just keep to yourself.” “That’s not how it works in here, sis. You gotta find a crew or you’ll get eaten alive.” “You’re in minimum security, Heath, is it really that bad?” “You have no idea,” she says in a voice so icy it sends a chill through me. “Love you, Scarbutt.” “Love you too, bitch.”

with his head bowed low Diego said, his whole body was filled with endless injuries, and there was no sign of it healing, obviously caused by the poisoned chains. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Those who failed and betrayed the pack are the ones who should be sorry,” I said softly. “You’re all warriors who fought till the end, so never bow your heads low.” They lifted their chins, and I met their eyes with determination, hoping to instill some strength and courage in them. “Enough of the bravado talk already, and let’s get down to business!” Rebecca shouted, her hands clenched into fists, her voice tinged with urgency and frustration.

She yelled, "Who gave you the right to speak to Herbie like that? I'm the one he loves. You're just a tapeworm that came out of nowhere. You don't even deserve to be my opponent!" "You've got no right to meddle in our relationship! And stop it with that holier-than-thou attitude of yours!" I'd only managed to fire that line back at her before she threw the hot stew all over me. Michelle then grinned smugly while Herbert just frowned at me. He coldly asked, "Have you finally woken up now, Lyanna Summers?" At that, I heard my heart break into a million glass pieces.

London and Jackie: "I see through the facade!" "Wounded and afraid, he's become no more than a killer" "Run! They warned me!" London and Jackie: "Run! Run for your life!" "Give me a fucking break, can't you tell he needs emotional attention!" "Fuck society!" London and Jackie: "Society fucking sucks!" "Don't tell me what he's done, I will stay by his side 'till the sun dies!" The musical interlude with the guitar has my feet moving and my head bobbing. Soon I zoned out and was only me the music.