Porque Te Demoras Novels & Stories

"Okay then, don't stay long... okay? You know we still have so many things to do." "Yes mummy, I will definitely make sure to be back on time. Bye." "Bye." They all chorused. • I've been sitting here all alone at the cafe shop and, non of them have showed up. I wonder what's taking them so long? I brought out my phone from my bag and dial Dad's number. "Hello Dad, where are you?." I asked impatiently. "I'm almost there baby, I'm sorry." "Okay, Dad." " I'm sorry dear, I've been stucked by traffic, that's why. But I'm almost there, I'll be there very soon- just give me five to ten more minutes."

I will be right there in ten to fifteen minutes. He's online and he's now typing back. - Oh good. How nice of you to send in a reply after almost two hours. I bite my lower lip. He's upset, and of course he has every right to be. - I'm so sorry. Something came up at the last minute in my home so I couldn't leave. Please try to understand, Nolan. I press send and my message shows delivered. - And you couldn't have the decency to let me know so I don't wait around in the park like some idiot with nothing better to do with his time. You disappointed me, Matilda.

She took off her sunglasses and glared at Celena frostily before she barked, "What the hell is up with you, Celena? Why are you so late? You knew there would be heavy traffic, so why didn't you leave earlier? I've been waiting for you here for more than ten minutes! "Did you do this on purpose? You know I have to pick out my wedding right with my husband after I'm done picking out a wedding. That's why you deliberately took your own sweet time to cause a delay. Isn't that right?" Celena quickly shook her head and explained, "No, I wasn't doing it on purpose. I was caught in traffic—"

That would break them, they would probably think I have bad luck or there is some evil eye on me. Yes, my parents are superstitious to a fault, but that is a story for another day. Right now, I have a boss that I need to answer to. “But what, Miss Ann?” he asked coldly. “I am very sorry Sir, I am only late because I had to take a cab and first there was very bad traffic and then the cab broke down on the way. It took me ten minutes to find another cab. You know how it is in this city, it is just too busy.” I explained in a rush of words, and then took a deep breath to relax my nerves.

“At the very least, he should have one of these accounts. Literally anyone, which is everyone, uses these bank apps.” He bit his thumb, as the agitation built up. It was like a law of life. When you are eager to do something, there will always be something or some force of action hindering and delaying the process. For example: The internet was working perfectly fine while they were watching a movie, but now when he wants to open his bank app, the spinning circle is just spinning like there is a lag in it or something. His brows creased really hard, and he bit deeper into his thumbnails. He stared so deeply at the screen he didn’t even notice Christy coming up behind him.

I didn't go, because she seemed to be talking to me. [なぜ遅れたのですか？- Naze okureta nodesu ka?] Everyone was looking at me, and I was still in front of the window. I'm late? I started pointing at myself. "I think this is wrong, because..." "What are you doing here?" Someone tapped me on the shoulder, just as I was about to say that I'm not her student. To be more precise, my name was not recorded in this class.

"When I'm ready for you guys, I'll inform you what to do. Just keep things steady down there." "Yeah, we'll do just that." "Just know you're gonna be waiting a long time, but it doesn't mean things won't still work in my favor." "If only she just died." "Well, she didn't, but the mistake won't be made twice." "If I may ask, why the sudden postponement of something you've waited for? Why not just kill her totally?" "Don't ask questions. As I said, it was an unexpected setback, but my plans will surely work. What are nine months compared to years I've waited?"

Am already spiraling myself… I feel angry and uncomfortable, and i need him to feel as uncomfortable as I was feeling… “You’re right about one thing, this conversation has gone on longer than it should. I’m sorry I came in late but it was unavoidable but You could have gone to bed,” I say without turning. “You didn’t have to wait, waiting this long for me would only disrupt your sleep routine”I say quietly. “I know.”His voice says sounding a bit thicker. “So why did you?”I ask holding my breath again as I wait for his reply but he doesn’t answer. I seriously don’t know why I keep poking the bear!

However, Robert couldn't help but worry about their delay, "it's too late already, why didn't they come yet, when my children didn't come here even after the time they said to be reached has completed, how can ask me to be relaxed? Are you crazy? Do you know how worried I'll be as a parent?" His secretary, who had never seen him like this before, attempted to console him, "Sir, young master and little princess will be here soon, so don't worry about it." "Why are they late? Why haven't they arrived yet when it's almost the time for movie?" Robert asked with concern. The secretary offered a possible explanation, "Maybe it's because of traffic, sir. They'll be here shortly. Please don't get to

My thumb graze over the alphabets on the keyboard, the speed matching that of my breathing pace: "are you out of your mind? You think it's easy?!" I close my eyes, draw a breath in then erase what I had just typed. <"Tomorrow? Why? That's a short notice. You know I can't get my hands easily on that..i need time,"> Three dotes display at the left side of my text showing he's replying... <"It's that urgent. You should be able to prod him to give you details. It's you after all,> Me? A scoff burst out of my mouth in unbelief.