Hsr Dr Blues Novels & Stories

He asked as I began tracing circles across his bare chest. "Xavier you just came home, woke me and fucked me, som-" "Language," he scolded slapping my ass slightly and I smiled kissing his jaw. "I'm sorry, but I know there is something bothering you," I finished and he sighed kissing my forehead. "I had a meeting with Mr Harris" he mumbled and looked up at him to see him frowning. "What did he say?" "A whole lot of bullshit, trying to get more money," he mumbled "Subject change," he whispered his eyes still trained at the ceiling and I pulled away sitting up causing his gaze to divert to me.

I said, getting up to my feet, more than ready to get as far as possible from this bullshit. "Chase, please, you got no idea how dangerous this is," Dad said, getting to his feet and stopping me from storming away, "We need to do what the doctor is saying, he'll transfer us to a specialist in this, we'll go check the place, we can't ignore this, it's your health!" "Yeah, and like I said, I am okay, so I won't be going anywhere," I stressed out, and a ragged breath ripped from my lungs. The rage mixed with the pain, only worsening the situation. But, it wasn't anything I can't handle.

Golden locks cascaded down her shoulders as she beamed at the camera. A shiver raced down my spine as I clicked on the photo album, flipping to the date of my birthday. That night, Chase told me he was busy. He was so occupied with dealing with a batch of arms that he couldn't call me—and I believed in him. But the photo before me said otherwise. He was with Lucille at the most prestigious private club in Montagne, picking out a diamond necklace and holding a glass of champagne for her. I had never seen this side of him.

I said. " Hmm, like an efficient doctor. Let me get the bag and water for you. He said and got them. I took a painkiller and took out an ointment. He took the ointment from me and applied it to the blister. I winced though he applied it with a feather-like touch and my eyes were full of tears. " Sorry!! But it is done. " He said and smiled at me as my parents might have given me, in the situation and all of a sudden I missed them a lot and tears started flowing from my eyes.

That part—that you’re not alone—was the only thing keeping my ribs from cracking open. “I didn’t think it would get bad this fast,” I admitted. Claire shrugged. “It always does.” --- At lunch, I found Blue where we always met lately—under the shade tree behind the old art building, just out of sight of the courtyard. He stood with his hoodie up, arms crossed. A cigarette dangled unlit between his fingers, more for comfort than anything. “They’re looking at me like I’m a disease,” I said as I approached. “They’ll look,” he said quietly. “That’s all they know how to do.”

“Professor Haynes said that at next month’s conference in Goldport, you’ll be presenting your paper as the first author.” Daniel pulled out a chair and sat next to me. He looked at me, the bright laboratory lights reflected in his deep eyes. “Nervous?” I took a sip of the coffee. The bitterness faded away, replaced by the rich aromatic aftertaste. Turning away, I looked out the window. The autumn sky over Westbridge was vast and crystal clear. There were no clouds of gloom left. I looked back and faced Daniel with a bright smile. “Not at all. “I’m ready for the life I was meant to live.”

I looked a bit confused before he continued by saying, "The one who hurt me so bad that I never wanted to fall in love again." I pulled on his arm and he knew that I wanted a hug. He hugged me tightly before I let out a whimper that caused him to chuckle and say, "Sorry! I forgot you are sore." I smiled to hide the pain but my muscles were so sore from them being so tense for the whole hour. Plus, his slamming rhythm inside me caused my inner thighs to be so sore since he had his way with me the night before too! My wrists were the worst of it all. They were red and I could barely put any pressure on them. I just knew that they would bruise by tomorrow morning!

“How am I supposed to do that? Don’t you realize what just happened? Did you see the look on her face?” “Blue-” “She looked horrified,” Alex shook his head, his breathing getting heavier. His chest tightened as he began to have flashbacks of what happened just months ago. “She looked- she looked just like my dad did. She can’t handle it. She wouldn’t be able to handle it. She- What if she-” “Blue!” Seb raised his voice then held Alex by the shoulder. “Look at me. I need you to calm down.” “Seb-”

Beside him was a bottle of vodka that was half empty and two empty vodka bottles. "Arch?" I said, placing a hand on his shoulder. He let out a sigh, rubbing his forehead. "I'm sorry, didn't want you to see my like this" he slurred, rubbing the back of his neck. "What's wrong?" I asked, taking a seat on the next stool. "I just- I'm so stressed out and I can't help but think of the fact that we might be fighting a lost battle. I've known Skull since I was sixteen. He's ruthless. He'll do anything to get whatever he wants" Red groaned, rubbing his eyes weakly. "He's done so much damage already. I do not want him to do more" he said. He sounded so miserable, my heart ached for him.