Long Way Down Will Novels & Stories

and closes the door behind him. I hold my breath until I hear the truck leave, then walk to the window to watch it drive down the road until I can’t see or hear it anymore. Then I sink to my knees and cry until I can’t cry anymore. The mixture of thoughts and emotions is so hard to explain. Deep down, I know Rob"s full of shit, and at the same time, I believe I’m a lazy fat-ass, and everyone thinks so.

She knows that she’s adding up to the fire. “Well, who knows, maybe Cassy’s the one who dumped Dash and not the other way around. People just make stories when they say Dash broke up with Cassy but seriously, Cassy has the record of being the longest girlfriend of Dash.” Demi felt as if her face and ears turned red. Lylia knows how to get her mad to the highest level. “Shut up! Just shut up, okay?!” she said and turned her back. I’ll get back to you Cassy, just wait.

Snow fell heavily that night, and he watched as the last light in the villa went out. In the end, he never caught a glimpse of me. … The snow fell for three days, and Luke and I lost ourselves in each other the entire time. At the same time, Nathan also stayed outside for three solid days. On the fourth day, the snow finally cleared. When Luke took me out for fresh air, Nathan stepped right in front of the car. His face was deathly pale, and even his voice trembled. "Willow, please come home with me." There was more emotion in his voice than I had ever heard, more so than when he found out that Lily was coming back.

Amid the crisp sound of glasses colliding, I took a sip of the cold beer. The chill slid down my throat, but somehow, it warmed my heart. The road ahead was long, yet there was no reason to look back. Somewhere out there, beyond the horizon, an open wilderness was still waiting for me.

"3,000 feet isn’t deep enough. The undercurrents around that site are brutal, and they probably won’t make it back alive. What about the third one?" "He says he's got a solo deep-dive suit, custom-built. Claims he's been down to 3,900 feet." I tapped my fingers on the table and said nothing. Claims would not keep him alive down there. Brody went quiet. "Maren..." "If they insist on going, they will die." I closed my eyes. "Almost certainly, all of them." Brody set his phone down. "Maren, aren't you going to try to talk them out of it?"

"If it wasn't for your daughter snitching on us, Mona and I could have gotten together earlier! She wouldn't have suffered so much at the hands of that b*tch, Celeste, either. "Mona and I should've reunited in Northrind, but we were forced to be apart for such a long time because of your daughter's doing. Your family deserves to die like this. This is your retribution!" My soul was roaring in the air as bloody, angry tears flowed down my cheeks, but no one could see me. When my eyes opened again, I was reading my class's group chat, which was filled with messages. [Celeste, James is just asking us to apply for community college together as a group so we have some negotiating power with North

I could see it now: he was not worth it. I straightened my face and cleared my throat, trying to keep the sadness out, and dropped the bomb. “It has nothing to do with us. I am here to represent my family. We want to cut ties with you. We are not partners anymore, and we will stop offering you any protection all at once.” Dead silence. “By the way, stop with the midnight slot porno. It sucks.” On my way out, I turned around and took a glimpse at Cicio. The dark shade in his eyes and the white knuckles on his fists satisfied me.

One of Ethan’s legs was pinned under the fallen chandelier, trapping him in place. Even then, he reached a hand toward me, his voice frantic. "Baby, are you alright?" The crushed leg was no illusion. Neither was the raw fear and concern on his face. My mind tangled like a ball of knotted string I couldn’t unravel. At the same time, it felt blank, like an empty page with nothing written. Pain twisted in my stomach, and before I could stop it, I fainted.

Jack awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. He cleared his throat, and answered “Hello?” There was static on the line and after a long pause, there was a response. He could faintly hear someone through the static, but the voice seemed far away. He repeated a hello, and the voice responded. “Hello? Jack? Can you hear me?” It sounded like Catherine’s voice but she sounded far away still, like maybe she had the phone upside down or was distracted. Maybe it had been a pocket dial? Catherine continued through the breaking and static “Jack. Can’t….talk...long...I’ve been...Jack? Be careful...love you” Before he could respond, the call ended.

If he didn't make a plea to my dad to let him attend the reunion, maybe I am alone in my car playing Taylor Swift's songs over and over again. Seviwood is an approximately five-hour drive from Esterlight, traffic excluded. Now we are sandwiched between cars for almost three hours from now, making me regret my decision to sign that contract with my dad last week. I sighed and looked at the billboards that were placed on top of the buildings. There are different brands, artists, and models. There are even posters about the incoming film of some known actresses in the industry. But what stands out the most was the welcoming poster of the local radio station for Phoenix of Ascension.