I Ll Be Right Back Scream Novels & Stories

"OI! WAIT ME! ARGGHHH!!" Grrrrrrr!! I SWEAR, I HATE THE HAPPY THREE FRIENDS

The wind tangles through my hair. Beside me, Lucian looks impossibly alive. "Scream," he says. I glance at him. "What?" "Scream." "I don't scream." His grin widens. "Everyone screams." I hesitate, self conscious, unsure of whether I'll be judged. Then throw caution to the wind, and do it anyway. I throw my head back and let out every ounce of grief, anger, betrayal, and frustration I've been carrying. The sound tears from me. Raw. Unfiltered.

I rocked again, harder, forehead banging once against the mattress. “She’s suffering,” I screamed into the empty room. The sound bounced off the high ceiling. “Too much! She doesn’t deserve this! She’s just a little girl!” My head throbbed sharply, pounding, like someone was hammering nails into my temples. My chest felt caved in. Every breath hurt. I fumbled for my phone in the spilled bag. Fingers shook so badly I almost dropped it twice. I found Sara’s name. Hit call at once, I needed to vent out my frustrations, to hear someone tell me it would be fine even though nothing seemed like it.

A loud thud came from the phone. The screen now showed Theodore's muscular, well-defined thigh… Water was splashed onto the phone, blurring the image on the lens. Elara squeezed her eyes shut in a panic, silently chanting, "See no evil! See no evil!" Fumbling blindly, she tapped at her screen in a desperate attempt to exit the call. Seeing her frantic fingers appear on his screen, Theodore let out a teasing murmur, his voice like a feather brushing against her ear. "Elara, stop groping."

I grab a pillow to bring it to my face and start hitting myself with it "God how could I be so stupid" I scream into the plush pillow

"Are you having a good time?" Alexandra heard a husky voice ask from behind. The music in the club made it rather difficult to hear him. The flickering lights weren't helping either. "What!?" She yelled out, hoping he would hear her over the music. He smirked before letting out a chuckle. "I asked if you were having a good time!" He shouts. This time, she heard him a lot better than the first. Alexandra took a sip from my drink and smiled.

I was happily eating some chips when I saw those messages, and my mood instantly soured. Right away, I put down the chips and started typing furiously on my phone. I texted: "Don't worry. I'll be there tomorrow. Watch me crush that scumbag when I return to the office! I can't believe he'd be this shameless! Thanks for letting me know. I'll treat you to a meal." After replying, I began thinking about how to launch a counterattack at the office the next day.

“Even if you don’t remember. Even if you call someone else mama. I love you. And I’m going to come back for you. Someday, when I’m strong enough, I’m coming back.” “Serena—” Adrian started.

“I was about to call you again.” I leaned back slightly, a small smile forming despite everything. “I’ve been busy.” “Busy?” she scoffed. “Or avoiding me?” “Neither,” I laughed. She narrowed her eyes slightly, like she could see right through me, but before she could say anything else, his voice came through. “Mummy!” Creed chirped. The screen shifted suddenly and just like that, everything else faded. “Cee,” I breathed, my smile widening instantly. Creed’s face filled the screen, his bright eyes lighting up the moment he saw me.

The sound that erupts from me is raw, unfiltered, and filled with a torrent of emotions that words alone cannot express. "AAAAHHHH!" The scream tears through my throat, carrying with it the weight of betrayal, hurt, and shattered dreams. It echoes off the walls, a desperate plea for answers and solace that can never truly be granted. The sound resonates, vibrating through every fiber of my being as if trying to purge the pain that threatens to consume me.