John 13 7 Novels & Stories

The others in the room looked down sheepishly. Sera spoke up, addressing Zion's concern. "He was worried, and we... I don't know, we didn't think it would be that bad telling him he's a magic healer," she explained. John's eyes widened in disbelief as he turned to his grandmother. He didn't hear that right, did he? “I'm what?" he questioned, his voice laced with confusion "Come on," Zion said, guiding John to sit down. John folded his arms defensively. "I'm not a kid," he protested. "Just tell me what's going on now."

John uttered "That's too far fetched John, I always remember you, you are my only friend in this city, though I can't say the same for you can I? You have loads of friends here so the insecure one should be me and not the other way round" Nadia stated "You know you aren't just any friend, you are special to me" John uttered "Really? Tell me, just how special am I to you?" Nadia asked and John chuckled "How is everyone at home doing?" John asked avoiding Nadia's question

Naiden says in a cheerful tone as she races over to Stiliyan, embracing him a tight hug, “easy there ‘iyubov’ grand papa is not as strong as he used to be, “Sorry papa,” Naiden says feeling apologetic, “What is with the gathering you old fox,” John says, walking in, his voice chirpy, his back slightly bent, john lives next door, this guys are inseparable, john never got married, and he never had children, he always said he cannot bare to put his family through danger with the line of work he is involved in, john says Stiliyans family is his family and that was all the family he needed.

“No,” John cocked his head at Martha as she turned to Josh. “That’s enough, Martha,” his brows drew close as he moved in front of her, “we need him to be able to talk, which means he has to be able to breathe too. He has taken enough for one day. Let me talk to him,” John raised his hand and held his palm at her.