Pieces Of Her Novels & Stories

His intense eyes didn’t wavered once, nor did her direct look. “Pieces of my memory is gone this last couple of days.” She confided knowing her truth was safe. He lock the door, takes her by the hand leading her into the small kitchen. She sits down unaware to herself, in her favorite chair. He makes two cups of tea and handed her a muffin.

Staggering, she would be standing there for a little while, and staring all the time, she'd let her knees sink in. Once in a crouch, she’d be eyeballed by everyone of the ever-present guests around. They’d be stretching their necks to watch her sweep bloody shreds from the dirty tiles. With gentle fingers on a blackening hand, she’d slip the coaster fragments into her pockets. One by one like the slivers of a torn apart necklace that has still wholesome memories in between its broken parts.

It shattered to the ground and to the dressing table, some pieces sinking into her knuckles, making them bleed. With an intent gaze, she pulled them out, along the line, more tears streamed down her cheeks and couldn't stop herself this time before breaking down. Why was she crying?

her leg had a broken ligament and that was enough to add to her misery. No matter how many pain killers Eva took, her pain was unbearable. Eva got up holding the drawers and the wall and moved alone. She was killing the pain with tears in her eyes and her eyes red burning up. She bit her lips again and again as she moved forward but her mind was focused.

her voice couldn't be more miserable as the tears rolling down her cheeks. She slowly reminded by the disappearing fragment. The fragment of misery that never been seen before...

She already had that f*cking fox Luo McCarner. But something went wrong. Luo somehow overpowered her. And she lost consciousness. And when she woke up, she was met with a deadly silver shine looming over her head, making her feel like the Grim Reaper was here for her soul.

She murmured slowly. Like thunder, the realization hit my head. So, the car which almost stimulated an accident is belonging to them. You bloody! I badly wanted to put some sense into her thick skull but when I looked at her pleading eyes, my anger flew away. It's beautiful... She has light green eyes and brown coloured lengthy eyebrows. She has brown wavy hair that matches her eyebrows. She was wearing skinny black jeans and a pink top which made her look beautiful. Of course! Pink is every girl's favourite colour.

She wouldn’t have felt it if only she wasn’t extra-sensitive at the moment. Hera sat straight, drawing her hands on her hair, before actually opening her palm to catch the falling glasses. They appeared to fragment themselves into thousand of pieces before reaching something. While it fell like curtains, the high-arching ceiling and the chandelier were replaced by a flat, dirty-looking roof.

It makes us whole and sometimes it makes us shattered into pieces where we don’t know how to start on picking up the pieces and just try to live with the pieces that still made us alive and breathing. Those pieces that still gave an intact on our life but we already know that it was as fragile as a glass for one moment, we are already trying to outlive the past only to see ourselves stumbling on the ground and our words being shattered again by those pieces which we believes makes us intact and alive only to realize that those pieces remember every bit of her. Those pieces holds us together for it was the only pieces that remains for her.

She said with insecurities laced in her voice as she turned her head to face me. "Are you really that dumb?" Johnson said as he returned to his phone. She looked at me one last time with hurt and disgust filled in her eyes as she ran out the door crying. Yes it's true she started out as my sex toy but my feelings have grown for her overtime. I wasn't pissed at Johnson because really he was just saying what I told him. SHE WAS MY SEX TOY, but now she's my baby girl and I may have just lost her.