Hidup Seperti Larry Artinya Novels & Stories

Larry's POV Larry Larson was nervously walking all around , in the living room ,after the announcement that his father has just informed him. Getting married was not on his plan list so soon ,but what he didn't understand was why . "Why should i get married ? I don't want to ! I can't even take care of myself , how will i be able to take care of a wife ? " "Then how do you take care of those babes you bring home everynight , huh? " ,Larry's father answered.

***************************** “You should have done something?” Larry says to me angrily as we walk down a forest. He's been furious because I hesitated at the store. “If I hadn't pressed the panic button we'll be all dead” He says. I stop and face him while the others pass by us pretending not to hear us. “Look” I said pointing at him, “We're all equally sacred, Xiao was sweating, Mel hands were shaking, Eddy was-” “Hey!” Eddy shouts. We both turn to him, there's this angry look on his face.

Larry lingers for a moment, looking at me with something that might be guilt or might just be fear. "I'm sorry," he whispers. "I didn't want it to go this far." "Then let me go." "I can't. They'll kill me." "They're going to kill me anyway. And they'll probably kill you too, once you're no longer useful." I hold his gaze. "Is this really worth it, Larry? Whatever they're paying you?" He looks away. "You don't understand. I owe people. Bad people. If I don't pay them back..."

"But that's what I like the most about you " "Shut it." Lana rolls her eyes. "His name is Larry. Such a common name for a cute face. But he thinks it puts a rhyme to both our names, 'Larry and Lana'. I laughed out loud when he say that. Oh, and that's another thing. He makes me laugh so loud. He's not really funny but he says the most weird things at the most random times. Like yesterday, we were eating burgers and he asked me, 'where do you think all the poop that we poop goes?' And I said, 'I don't know'. And he said, 'It all gets dumped in Trump's fat body because he's a shìtty person with a shìtty heart.' See, that's not funny but I burst out laughing. I can't remember the last time I la

Larry walked up to my cell and said, "You're not looking good. You're pretty much just bone at this point." I looked at Larry with pure loathing, "And who's fault is that?" "Really, it's your own. I keep giving you the option to end all of this, but you keep turning me down." "That's because I'd rather see you dead. And with the way you're treating me, I won't live to see your deadline. So how do you expect me to live another four years like this?" "You do make a good point. I want you to know what it's like to suffer, so you'll realise that what I'm offering you isn't bad, but I don't want you to die in the process."

"Actually, I can." "Why?" "Because you're supposed to be resting and letting me care for you." "What does that have to do with---- That makes absolutely no fucking sense." "It makes perfect sense to me." I said with a smirk Larry attempted another escape but I tightened my hold. He released a long suffering sigh that sounded as though the universe had personally betrayed him. "You know, normal people don't do this." "Fortunately for me, I've never had any interest in being normal." "That's becoming increasingly obvious.. you weirdo."

Lying motionless on the floor, Larry suddenly laughed bitterly. His vacant eyes turned red, and tears rolled down his cheeks. Bailey glanced at him silently. In fact, they'd been high school classmates with Larry. Although it had been many years since they'd last saw each other, she still remembered him vividly. Larry had been one of the top students in their class and had always been praised by teachers for his bright future. Yet, he had ruined it all himself. Bailey lamented, "Larry, it's been years, and Sabrina is living the high life. She's about to become Harold's wife. And you? You've got nothing! You're living in the shadows."

Kaya lang naisip ko rin na bigyang pagkakataon ang aking sarili na maranasan ang ganitong uri ng buhay. Iyong hindi lamang puro sa aking kinabukasan ang iniisip kung hindi ay ang tungkol sa mga bagay na pino-problema rin ng karamihan na kagaya nito. I wanted to experience on how to be a normal person. Normal in terms of different aspects including the lifestyle. Like experiencing on going to a club or bar hopping, partying and such. I wanted to experience those. The things I haven't done before.

“Larry’s opinion stopped mattering the moment he proved he was capable of putting my brother in a coma.” My hand balled into a fist. "Funny. Because from where I’m standing, Larry’s thriving. Building. Expanding. And you? You’re here playing dress-up. Like a little girl wobbling in heels two sizes too big.” They struck me hard, but I chose my anger careful... cold, exact, and dangerous. “Thriving you say? Or did you mean fucking his best friend’s widow and getting her pregnant before a year even passed? That sounds less like thriving and more like the whore-and-the-dick kind of story.”

But David snarled “Don’t be a cry baby Larry, you are the best doctor I know in this city, why are you talking like that. Well it is not a fun to get bored but me and you we are very different. I like to spend my time with women when I am bored but you like to sleep when you are bored. Why don’t you find yourself a woman who will keep you company?” Larry was surprised, he couldn’t believe that David was advising him when he couldn’t even keep his own wife.” That advise coming from you is very odd, David. Please remind me that when you have solved your issues with Betty and living happily ever after, as for now…. no I can never listen to you”