John Travolta Confused Gif Novels & Stories

They were in that baffled state when Travis finally arrived. “Hey what’s going on here? Why are you guys, looking like that? Did you just see a ghost?” Travis asked them, staring at them strangely.

His expression was difficult to read, there was no relief, no excitement, no warmth, just confusion. The kind of confusion that made me feel suddenly uncomfortable. My steps slowed, somethinginside me shifted. The happiness that had nearly knocked me off my feet a few moments ago began fading, not completely but enough for unease to take its place. “What do you want to eat, Tristan… I … I have waited, I have” “I am not interested in any food” I was really confused, what happened to him,was it… no! For a moment I simply stood there staring at him, trying to convince myself that I was imagining it, trying to convince myself that waking up after a coma was difficult and that maybe he was in pai

A small grunt escaped me before I could hold it back. Travian glanced down at me with concern, his brows raised in question. “What’s wrong?” His voice was low, gentle, but tinged with curiosity. I wish I knew what exactly was wrong with me—but I didn’t. And that made it all the more maddening. “I don’t know.” I bit down on my lower lip, trying to suppress the emotional flood threatening to break through. Everything inside me was tangled in knots. “You don’t like the movie? I can tell them to change it,” he offered, beginning to move like he was ready to stand, ready to go fix something.

He scowled at them, but his sunglasses prevented them from seeing him, and he muttered an expletive. "Careful." His companion, Travis, replied, pointing his chin towards Lanaya. He glanced over and saw that she was once again staring at him. This time, she wasn't just being cute; she was actively attempting to flame him. Holy crap! As they turned around, Salviana shook her head at him in contempt. They huddled together closely, and he suspected they were conspiring to kill him. He was curious as to what the hell had transpired between them. Alongside him, Carter made a noise, his face contorted oddly. Did he have a bowel obstruction? When asked this, Carter coughed and then laughed so hard h

He could keep her tied up till she chose to talk, or he could send Travo to work on her. Travo was a last resort. His methods were beyond cruel, but he was famous for always getting out the truth from people he worked on – only they came out of interrogation with a glazed over expression on their faces, and afraid of their own shadow – he d not want that for Shira. Travo’s victims also had no mark on their body to show for their session with him, and so the Shark had no idea what Travo did to the people he interrogated. Travo worked alone however, and only behind closed doors, and so the Shark was unlikely to find out what he did. He had never cared before, but now, he was unwilling to hand

“You’re just kidding, aren’t you?” Travis remained serious and didn’t take his eyes off Tivor. His laugh was insulting, but he stopped himself to punch the man in the face. The smile on Tivor’s lips gradually faded when he saw that the person he was talking to was serious. He was stunned for a moment when he stared at the face of the person in front of him. Suddenly, an image entered his mind while clarifying to his imagination who Travis looked like. “My daughter is kind, so I will act for her. As a father, I will also do everything so that she can get what she wants to get.”

We're all remaining silent. "The next photo shows that there's a murderer, because of the knife and the blood besides her. Take a look on her hands. There's no blood, that blood was in her body." "I don't know where I will believe in. They make this thing so stupid." Wave said. "Realest." "But wait... Look at the photo, there's a shadow in here..." Ivan Bryan said while pointing to the photos with shadow. "It's not just one shadow... It's two, three." Loony added.

Valentina’s P.O.V “I don’t know how this is going to sound but I want you to come with me.” I watched his lips move and I blinked back at him in surprise, I didn’t just hear that, did I? “What?” I blurted in confusion and Travis sighed pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration, I was beyond confusion but one thing Travis didn’t know was, that I shouldn’t be seen anywhere around him, it was not safe for me.

Inside the penthouse Olivia whispered, “Sebastian…” Leo stared at the screen. The truck reached the final column. Then suddenly— The driver slammed the brakes. The vehicle stopped. Three seconds. Two. One. Nothing happened. The timer disappeared. Everyone froze. Daniel whispered, “Why didn’t it explode?” Leo zoomed the camera. The driver stepped out of the truck. Slowly. Calmly. Then he looked directly at the garage camera. And smiled. Inside the vault Marcus’s expression changed. “Wait.”

Finally, he turns around wearing a surprised expression, his face scrunching up just a little with hesitation as if he didn’t realize I was speaking to him. “Did you not hear me?” I ask, drawing closer to him. “Yeah, yeah. Sorry.” Travis speaks like he is unsure, swiping a hand over his thick beard that was nicely and neatly trimmed. The tattoos on his hands seemed to move with his movements. “What's up?” What's up? This is unlike Travis, so out of character for him yet I have to remember he isn't really Travis. “Is there something you need to tell me?” I push my initial thought to the side asking for what I had initially stayed back.