Just Us Novels & Stories

i slightly open my mouth as he feeds me a spoonful of the oat meal, i don't know why but it tasted so good probably because i was driven by hunger and anything taste acceptable at the moment. he fed me a few spoons until he mutters "If you ate like this, the effects of the pill would have kicked in faster, you could probably use your hands by now." he gloated, i ignored him looking forward to every spoon he fed me. He fed me my last spoon, he puts the bowl away and again i had a look around. "Thank you." i muttered but avoided eye contact with him. "Where are we? " i asked before he could say anything. "New York..." he muttered.

I finished my errands and headed home. When Crystal and Jonah got home, I was waiting at the bus stop for them. Crystal looked at Jonah and then at me and both of them said what's wrong? I laughed and said everything is fine. Can I not show up at the bus stop and pick 2 up my faves up? Crystal and Jonah both looked at me like I was on something and I just laughed. I said I promise you both everything is fine and I promise I am not on drugs. Crystal asked how my day has been and I said today has been one of the best days of my life except for when I found out I was going to be a big brother and the day I met the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Jonah said,

Just ours. I intended to make it count.

We're home. And that's all that matters.

The air hostess didn't know how to react. However, since Conan was a platinum member, she could do nothing to protest. The other passengers on the plane wouldn't have it, though. Someone threw a bottle at Conan and yelled, "Is this your own plane, you idiot? How could you be so ridiculous? People like you don't deserve to be a father!" Conan dared not argue this time. He simply nodded toward the air hostess while stubbornly gripping the door handle.

Just us. And for the first time in a very long time, that felt like enough.

Finishes it. No more threats. No more conspiracies. No more enemies. Just us. Our family. Our future. Our peace.

“William, I feel a little dizzy.” William immediately lifted her into his arms and left. I watched silently. This time, I didn’t feel sadness or pain. I followed Mike back to the hospital. His phone suddenly rang on the desk. That was my phone. Since my family couldn’t be contacted, Mike had been holding onto it. I leaned in and saw that the message was from William. “Jennifer and I are getting married at the end of the month. You like money, don’t you? As long as you come, I’ll give you a million.”

" Nessa pulled us along. We quickly gave up our search for office supplies, thinking that it would be best to just order online. Seeing that no store sold what we had in mind. Sitting at the food court, Nessa got distracted by all the shirtless men that walked by. It was like they were having a competition to see who had a better upper body and skinnier legs. Nessa didn't seem to mind that, though. "Ooh, this one right here." She pointed to a Jason Momoa look alike. "Now he can get it.''

Maybe this thing between us—this easy, uncomplicated thing—could actually work. Maybe it already has.