Realize Novels & Stories

I stared at myself in the mirror, my eyes red and my lips still quivering as I tried to reapply lip gloss. I looked terrible. Lashes seemed to be holding up, yet the clear tear trails cut down my cheeks. That was unmistakable. I looked like shit. I took out a compact and tried to fix what was wrong, doing my best to lessen the look of my emotions. Finally, I took my clutch, leaving the restroom making my way to the server who was seemingly waiting for me. There was one glass that seemed different, so I picked it up.

I never knew that the bond could feel so intangled in each other. I just stare at him before he finally says the words I dread. We have to go deal with reality.

DISBELIEF. Inability to accept that something is true or real. Opening his eyes, Dylan couldn’t believe he was back to being admitted to the hospital for an incident he could have avoided. He feels a sharp pain come from his lower abdomen and curses under his breath as he could have avoided the knife if not for missing a step.

HENRY I rolled on the bed before opening my eyes but I squinted it immediately trying to adjust to the light. Goodness, I forgot to put the light off yesterday. I sat up picking my phone, I checked all my medias and luckily, no important message I have to attend to, my account manager must have taken care of it. A message popped into my phone and I smiled seeing it's Bilal, one of my business classes' partner. "Hey, when are you coming?" the message read.

Strangely it made her head calm a bit and the voices were gradually dissapearing then she twisted her face for a frown as if realizing something. "He doesn't deserve me, he is nothing but an empty vessel. How did I end up falling for such a cruel being." She thought within herself. In just fleeting seconds she had realized he wasn't worth her tears and attention, flaunting his new girlfriend before her, could be his attempt at spiting her for not begging at his feet to take her back, after he had dumped her when she confronted him for cheating on her with Bailey. While she made resolutions in her head, she got distracted by the drunken footsteps of Bryan, one

her voice shook even more than her hands did and it was thick with emotion. I just stared at her. Unsure, for the first time, what to do with me. She didn't want me and I was done pining after her. Because that was exactly what I was doing. Pining like a lost puppy. Today was the day realization hit me. I never stood a chance and I was fighting a losing battle. I accepted defeat wholeheartedly.

He read it again. He typed back immediately: *Who is this?* Three dots appeared. Disappeared. Appeared again. And then the response arrived and Mason Reed, who had spent three years building a reputation on being the person that nothing stuck to, felt something stick, felt it land with the specific, unignorable weight of information that changed the shape of everything around it, because the name in the response was one he recognized, and the reason it changed the shape of everything was not because it was unexpected.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath asking, "What's the payment?" She replied, "Realization." "Realization, what?"

Without condition. Real.

POV Ruby "I can do this. I can do this. I HAVE to do this." I mumbled to myself as I wobbled out of my room. It was late or early, depending on your point of view. I had managed to send them all home a few minutes ago. Mom, Slivia and Cassy all wanted to spend the night but I had argued and Varg drove them home with promises that they would be back in a few hours. I knew that I had to be quick but I needed to see it. To be sure.