If Its You Novels & Stories

"I'm not sure about that, all I know is you can make me feel confident to Say anything, I don't even do that to Lenny,the fact that we have known each other for a long time and are friends is not a guarantee for us to tell anything, right?" Jessy agreed then gave her response with a smile accompanied by a nod of her head.

“One of the things is not like the other, Make a rainbow with all of the colours Baby, though when it comes to a lover I promise that you'll never find another like meeee Ooh ooh oohhhhhh I'm the only one of me, baby that's the fun of me…” They both paused the makeup and sang along Tylor Swift's ‘Me’ “No, you can't spell Awesome without ME!...” ★★★★★★

Not even a little I realized suddenly that I was just standing there, holding the door open, saying nothing. “How may I help you?” I finally managed to ask. He did not reply right away. A few seconds passed by. My fingers clutched the doorknob. “Pardon me?” I asked again, now speaking more softly, unsure whether I had shouted at him the first time or if there was something wrong with me. A slight twitch played on his forehead, but it was not a frown. More like an amused smile.

He snapped. “No, I just think that even earlier too, you were mad with me because I was always following around, and now when I am not, you are calling me names. Next what I will be, currently I am an attention whore, then I might be something bigger, like what, the “S” word. Should I spell it for you?” I wheeze. “Don’t put words in my mouth. You know what I am trying to say.” “I am not putting words in your mouth. I am just repeating what you have just said to me.”

“But do you believe in fate?” Laya blinked. “Maybe. I don’t know.” Cybil nodded slowly, almost to herself. “You love your brother,” she continued. “More than anything.” “And if there were a way to save him, any way, you’d take it?” Laya turned to face her fully, sensing a shift in the air. “Yes. Of course.” Cybil leaned back slightly, her gaze sharpening. “Then maybe we can help each other.” Laya’s brows drew together. “What do you mean?”

" 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑔𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑚𝑎, 𝑘𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑑 ? 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑖�

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙨

I don't know, maybe I'm just overthinking or maybe it's real- I honestly can't point out what's the issue here. Anyways, I hope you're all doing good. I love you ♡

But I couldn’t do normal right now. I let the calls go to voicemail. Then came the texts. LEAH: Hey, are you alive? LEAH: You better not be ghosting me, Davenport. LEAH: Abby, seriously. You good? I stared at the screen until the messages blurred. My thumbs hovered, but I couldn’t bring myself to type a single word. Because if I did—if I said I’m fine—I’d be lying. And if I said I’m not, I wasn’t sure what would come out after that.

pls don't kill me Shhhh why will I kill you,you are my pet Pls sir am sick let me be You are mine,you belong to me, understood Yes Yes what Yes master Good girl