Lose You Now Burnsie Novels & Stories

It was like fire and if he didn't get away he would be burned . " Burn me.........If you listen to me then burn me all over my body but.....you have to listen to me . " said Justin with a serious tone . " .........You...... " said Iris even more annoyed cause she couldn't bring herself to burn him no matter how annoyed she was with him . She cared too much for him to hurt him . When Justin saw her lowering her hand , he smiled lightly . " ......The reason why I became indifferent and cold was because I would lose you . " said Justin . " Lose me ? " said Iris confused .

"I don't want her to be my mom anymore. Can you divorce her and let Aunt Maya be my mom instead?" Maya stood to the side, looking at me with barely concealed triumph. "Shirley, your temper is getting worse and worse. "So what if you were injured in that fire? You've already been discharged from the hospital. Maya's family is in trouble, and she's struggling with depression–she's already having a hard enough time on her own. Why are you still making things difficult for her? "Can't you be a little kinder?" I did not look at Leo. My gaze fell instead on the bags he was holding.

As the medic of Great team, I often worked closely with him. “Aloe, huh? Who got burnt?” he asked. “Let me guess, Baine. He’s going to kill himself one of these days with those explosives of his.” “No, I’m actually on leave right now,” I said. “I heard about the new mate. Everything going set?” “Sure, Jasmine’s great, but we were on the lake all day and well…” I held up the bottle of aloe. “Ouch.” “Yup. I can’t remember ever burning, definitely not like that. It’s bad,” I admitted.

❤THEME SONG OF THIS CHAPTER ❤ ❤Lose You To Love Me Song by Selena Gomez❤ ❤❤You promised the world and I fell for it I put you first and you adored it Set fires to my forest And you let it burn Sang off key in my chorus 'Cause it wasn't yours I saw the signs and I ignored it Rose colored glasses all distorted Set fire to my purpose And I let it burn You got off on the hurtin'

"I don't believe in miracles anymore, Ben. I believe in stubbornly refusing to die. There's a difference." "Is there?" he asked, his voice softer now. "Sometimes I think your stubborn refusal to give up is the closest thing to a miracle I've seen since The Burning." The mention of The Burning made my chest tighten, as it always did. The memories were still too fresh, too raw. I could still smell the smoke, hear the screms, see the sky turning that terrible shade of orange as the world caught fire. I pushed the thoughts away, focusing instead on putting one foot in front of the other.

It was now or never and the only way to find out. "I love you too," I closed my eyes and waited for the burn searing in my tattoo. There, a slight burn, quite faint but it ended all too quickly, seared on my left chest. Was that a bad sign or a good sign? I casted my eyes downward to my left chest, to where my tattoo was. I checked surreptitiously to see if it glowed and thankfully, my button up shirt was three buttons undone so my chest was still visible. I frowned when it flickered weakly, like a busted light bulb. Was that supposed to happen? Was that supposed to glow like that? Did the curse break that confession?

I’ll let that slide because I’m in no mood to argue with him. “Hey, Lois I’ve—” “Bryan’s apartment was on fire. There was an explosion and he was inside the house.” “What?!” I yelled. My hands trembled. “Where is Bryan?” “At the pack house.” Lois whispered, she drew in a long pause. “He’s badly injured. Scarlett I am scared we might lose him.” she was fighting back tears as her voice trembled. I jumped from the bed, feeling a surge of energy running through my veins. I didn’t understand how I was now feeling stronger. But hearing this sad news about Bryan had made me push my own pain aside.

Never in her life had Sunny experienced such total emotional devastation. It was exciting but it was also scary because Sunny knew what that meant. He owned so much of her, without even asking, and that meant he could break her… without even trying. ‘I don’t wanna lose you now, Mag…’ That terror had her shoving her hands into his hair, drawing his mouth to hers. Desperation had her rocking to meet every thrust, kissing him like she feared this might be the last time, the very last. ‘I don’t want to lose you ever...’

Looking at Jonathan, his skin darkened and peeling from the sun, I laughed—then cried. When my head was forced down for the third time, my body finally gave out and collapsed to the ground. Echoing in my ears were the words he had once said countless times, "Chloe, wait for me three years. Just three years, and we can be together forever." But Jonathan… the reckless devotion you once showed in loving me has now become the very reason you hurt me. So this time, I'm not going to wait for you anymore. … While I was unconscious, the wound on my back was stitched and bandaged again.

I gently closed the newspaper and threw it into the blazing fireplace in front of me. The tongues of fire instantly swallowed the paper, swallowing that name and that past soaked in blood and betrayal. "Nothing." I took a sip of coffee, warmth spreading through my body. "I just think the fire is warm tonight." Outside the window, snow was falling heavily, covering the world in white. And my story was just beginning. (The End)