Novel & Cerita Misfits Show Nathan

“I’ll be there for both of you. As a friend. The way it’s supposed to be. I crossed a line.” I wait. Let the silence stretch. Nathan shrugs, but it’s weighed down by remorse and disappointment. “I saw an opening and I took it. Like a business opportunity. Some deal I could close.” He exhales sharply. “That’s how messed up I am.” “But you knew what you were doing, man.” “I thought I did. But I was wrong.” He looks at me. “I’m sorry. She chose you. I should’ve respected that before I sent those flowers.”

"My friend kalok you and your brother have the coolest parties! I mean nobody throws a party on a Tuesday like you guys. Simply devine." There was a loud bang of a door. This was a signal Ruby knew so well. Ruby smiled. Looking at Bedia. "Let's go party!" * Nathan got out from his room after two hours to the party. He had red eyes and an exhausted facial expression. He looked for his sister in the crowd of people in their house but the purple haired girl wasn't anywhere to be found. He guessed it was better this way. She wouldn't see him like this. He went to sit down one of the barstools in his kitchen. He took a swing of beer. His head was spinning in all sorts of directions. He couldn't s

Like I didn't feel anything like that from Hunter before or another man, but just him. He is strong and had a good reputation among females so I don't know why I'm so unsure about this right now. But I didn't want to jump to conclusions, maybe it's just my anxiety coming here with no Hunter and having around me so many people. "We are honoured to meet you, Doctor. So you know our friend here, Crystal?" "Yes, she is a very good nurse and she is well-appreciated in our hospital. I asked her for a date but she refused me."

They didn’t want me to feel guilty. “I’m sorry, Tim. I know you planned all of this out for me, but I don’t know how to do this. I miss you so much. I miss my life and my connection to the kids. I don’t know how to move on from that. You worked so hard to set all of this up for me to be with Nathaniel. I don’t know how you could do it knowing I would be with another man. I don’t think I could have done the same for you if the roles were reversed.”

Me: Kim Tae Hyung* Nathaniel: right. I am so sorry about Natalia. I promise to make it up to you. Me: you have been promising me a lot of things lately, Mr. Carter. "Who got you smiling like that?" Natalia asked sounding suspiciously like one of those TikTok sounds. "Don't even answer that. It was rhetorical." She added and I just sent her a questioning look. "I know you are chatting with Nathaniel. I know that look, seen it on a lot of my friends." She said and went back to her phone as if nothing happened.

Let the silence hang like fog. Nathan’s fingers curled around mine. He pressed his forehead to my hand. “Please,” he whispered. “I know I messed up. When she came back, I panicked. I thought if I took care of her, she’d leave quicker. And then you and I could go back to normal. I was wrong. I didn’t think about how it would affect you. I just… I was selfish.” “You were chasing closure with your first love,” I said flatly. “Your Mrs. Right.”

“Urm… like I said earlier, it’s not something I’m asking you to do now. I understand the pain I caused you. But I’m just sorry. And I meant it all—” Nathan burst into a short, bitter laugh. “You meant what?” He stood up abruptly, the file still clutched in one hand. “You know what, Noah? This doesn’t look fun anymore. Aren’t you getting bored? It’s me—Nate. The one with the crumbly legs.” The laugh turned harsher, edged with everything he’d held back for years. “Why the fuck are you pretending?” He slammed the file onto the table between them, the sound cracking through the quiet office.

Humans, she mused, were greedy creatures who were never satisfied until they met their downfall. "Throw him into exile! I don't want to smell his scent or see a single hair on his head ever again," Nathan ordered. "Yes, Sir". The group of men forcibly dragged the battered, bruised, and bleeding Zon away as he struggled in vain. His removal became the center of attention. Nathan intentionally made a display of it so others wouldn't dare to act as despicably as Zon, or they would face even worse consequences. Everyone knew Nathan’s reputation; he was ruthless and heartless, a trait that somewhat matched Monica’s tendency to trap people for her own gain.

And before long, she was at his mercy. As she moaned loudly, Ben scoffed, "What a skank. Weren't you saying no a second ago? Guess your body's more honest than your mouth. Born a slut and acting like some chaste maiden, hah!" Nathan looked on, smoking a cigarette as he reached into his pocket. Finding yet another pinhole camera, he set it up in the room, linked it to his phone and streamed it live. [Shit, you really know how to have a good time!]

They were expecting me to be there, but I knew better, I wasn’t about to walk into whatever trap they had laid for me. As the screen flickered to life, displaying the crowd gathering at the event, I crossed my arms and sank deeper into the couch. A bitter taste settled at the back of my throat as I watched the Hendersons put on their performance, their fake grief draped around them like designer coats. The sound of footsteps echoed down the hallway, and within seconds, Nathan appeared in the doorway, dressed in his usual crisp suit. He adjusted his tie, his sharp blue-gray eyes locking onto me as he grabbed his briefcase from the side table.