My Name's Blurryface Novels & Stories

But because of my blurry vision, I couldn't see their faces. "You- you spiked my drink!" I blurted out because my tongue was getting heavy and it was difficult for me to speak without stuttering. They burst out laughing, as if I had just told them a joke. "Awww, how innocent" They laughed "we intended to take you in the party only but to our bad luck you left early so we have to chase you down!"

A cool voice asked and all i can do is just give a small nod which had my neck aching. "What's your name?" The same voice asked again.. 'my name?' I thought. My lips quivered, feeling way too heavy to mutter a word but 'my name? what's my name?' I thought.. 'Where am i?' 'How did i get in here?' My vision is being blur plus the terrible pain i'm feeling now mostly from my head.. "Hey are you hearing me? You okay?" I heard the same voice again.. I nodded not able to talk..I tightened my eyes and re-opened it, hoping it will clear my blurry vision.

THINK FAST— “Yes!” I blurt. “I had to shave my face. It was covered in… uh… bum fluff.” The silence. The horrified silence. His face freezes mid-sip. Slowly contorting into pure existential dread. “I—what?” Ailm is howling in my head. She’s wheezing. Crying. I scramble. “No no—not actual bum fluff! I mean the baby hairs. You know. Peach fuzz! Normal face hair!” Caden exhales like he just avoided a felony.

My eyes were hazy, his face blurry under my vision. He held me by the hand and dragged me away from the crowd, leading me to sit on one of the chairs in front of the bartender. “Erick?” I called. “What are you doing out here?” “Get a grip, Ophelia!” He said. “It's not Erick” I blinked hard, forcing my eyes to focus. Slowly, the blurry face suddenly became clear. A strong jaw, high cheekbone, straight nose and dark blue eyes that stared deep at me.

" Why don't you ever speak, Rosa? You're just like a quiet wallflower observing everyone else, even though plenty thoughts are bouncing around in your head." Rosaleen hissed in — exasperation? She didn't know, but she continued to narrow her eyes whenever Ronnie made an emphasis on her name, on Rosa. He was always saying her name even when it wasn't necessary. Rosaleen thought inwardly. Maybe her new name wasn't so bad. At home, she was the only one who didn't have a second name; the only who was called Rosaleen. Megan was Meg at home, but she was Rosaleen.

I said, my voice shaking. “What about my face?” she asked, frowning. “I can’t see it properly. It’s blurry. It’s like… like it’s not there,” I said, gripping the blanket. Her worry was clear in her voice. “Madeline, what do you mean? Can you see anything else?” I glanced around the room. The chairs, the tables, the walls—all of them looked fine. It was just her face. “I don’t understand,” I whispered, panic rising in my chest. “Why can I see everything else but not your face?”

Me: Look at you, the greatest playboy being all mature and shit. Egotistical Jerkface: She-hulk, you should know by now that you bring out the worst in me. The blush on my cheeks flares to the color of a fire hydrant. Me: lol 🥴🥴 I close the chat and open my contacts app, then scroll down to the letter E. “Time to give you a new name.”

Sharp and well defined cheekbones that could cut through glass and icy blue eyes like a pool of one thousand sapphires. "Who are you?" Ruby found herself asking, though she wouldn't mind just staring into those eyes and not say a word for the rest of her life. "I'm Ridyan! I'm a sponsor of the happy helpers and I came to check on our lone survivor!" He said, "Uh huh! And how do you know my name? I only joined those guys yesterday," "They buzz a lot so your name travelled fast." He shrugged. "And how did you know what I was saying in my head?"

He says and pulls her gently towards the beach. Sook-Ja is still confused but compiles since she feels too tired to argue. They both start walking side by side. "I want to tell you something." Jung-Ho starts speaking, breaking the silence between them. Sook-Ja turns her attention to him. "What?" She says curiously. He stops walking, making Sook-Ja halt right next to him. "What's wrong?" Sook-Ja questions worriedly. He cups her face and gently wipes away the tears rolling down her cheek. "I can't see you like this." He utters, shaking his head sadly. "You are the best girl and you don't deserve tears, Sook-Ja." He adds cupping her cheek.

Blue not showing up, running in sheer panic, endless darkness, falling, crying, and finally, Lucian. ​The man's blurred face resurfaces instantly, but it fades quickly with the headache that was clearly trying to kill me. I always got horrible ones when I cried too much, and God knew I cried my fair share last night. ​I lift my foot to take a look at it, putting it right back down when I receive nothing but a blurred image.