I'm Fine Save Me Novels & Stories

Please, save me! I need you.

I am going to save you, Baby. @cycy

Some people really had ignorance carved into their bones. I did not resist as two large security guards seized me by the arms and began dragging me out. Just as one of my feet was about to cross the threshold of the mansion, Ted’s personal assistant stumbled through the door in a panic. He said in a trembling voice, “M–Mr. Stratton, we have a problem! Our core company servers have crashed! All at once! Ted’s expression fell. “What? Where’s the tech team? Tell them to fix it immediately!”

I am going to be more than fine. To be continued...

I get sad, but I recover much faster than most people. I am overjoyed and can't help but smile in the midst of chaos. I may be upset right now, but I'm sure in an hour I'll be back to my bubbly weird self. I agree that I am childish, but that is a good thing because it is preferable than to be mature and depressed. I prefer the words childish and happy. I entered the mansion. I grabbed my phone and texted my friends that I couldn't make it.

Jake said. "Why? Why should I help others when no one is helping me at the time?” Eleven said. “Isn't it just a matter of timing? Look, now I take you out of that scary place and you can live freely, I will pay for everything, you can live normally like other teenagers."

I hung up, and not long after, the housekeeper entered with a meal box in hand. When our eyes met, I saw the awkwardness and surprise in her gaze, like she had walked into the wrong room and didn't know whether to advance or retreat. I tossed my phone aside and curiously asked, "Lydia, why didn't you answer the phone?" She instinctively hid the meal box behind her and stammered, "It was Mr. Ford who asked me to come..." A quiet laugh escaped my lips, but deep down, I wasn't surprised. When the earthquake struck, Quintus had made sure the doctors saved Vanessa first.

Life for me. ***

Pray give me that; I’ll carry it to the pile. FERDINAND No, precious creature. I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Than you should such dishonor undergo, While I sit lazy by. MIRANDA It would become me As well as it does you, and I should do it With much more ease, for my good will is to it, And yours it is against. “Bravo, bravo.” Mr.Quinn yelled impressed, clapping his hands. “I’m proud of you Mark. You see, it wasn’t that hard. Keep it up. Including you, Amanda”

My air supply starts getting cut off badly; I put my palms against his face and try to push off me. “Where is he? Won’t he come to save you this time?!” He grits his teeth together. I close my eyes and give up fighting feeling my body giving up on me. He lets me go and walks back to the couch and plops down it. I slide down the wall holding my neck crying silently; it feels like my neck with break and my head will fall off. He takes out a small packet out of his pocket and pours the white powder on the small table that has his phone and an ashtray on it. I stare at his phone for a while; that phone could be my escape from out of here. I watch him separate the powder into lines and snort the