Novel & Cerita Sad Eyes From On My Block

It was all taken away from me. ………. The house was much too still when I arrived. I'd stopped to pick up my daughter, Lee, at school on my way home, and she sat on the floor with a pile of brightly colored blocks beside her, humming quietly. I dropped my bag onto the couch and shook out my hair. The fatigue of the day hung over me, more heavy-handed than ever. Lee looked up at me with big brown eyes, her curls bouncing when she tilted her head. "Mama, why are you sad?"

Goodnight Adrian. Several seconds passed. ADRIAN: Goodnight, Little lamb. After that—the messages stopped. And deep down, I knew Adrian understood I needed space. Saturday morning finally broke the numbness. Because the moment Sadie arrived at my apartment carrying snacks and iced capuccino-I burst into tears instantly. Full ugly crying. The kind that physically hurt. “Oh my God,” Sadie gasped while rushing toward me. “Baby…” I cried into my best friend’s shoulder while Sadie held me tightly.

“We both know she needs this.” He grumbles but doesn’t say a thing. “Have you been able to reach Nyx?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest. My eyes were completely focused on Sadie. “Nope. She’s blocked me.” Inhuman sounds come from Sadie, almost as if she were physically in pain. She sounded like a wounded animal, and in a way she was. “Do you think she’ll be okay?” a soft voice said beside me. It was only then that I realized that Raven and the rest had joined us.

Grayson looked at Sandra's and Bobby's tear-streaked faces and reluctantly stepped aside to let them in. Bobby immediately spotted the little cakes on the table and reached for them, only to be yanked back by Sandra. Under his mother's fierce gaze, he lowered his head, whining, "Daddy, I was wrong. I shouldn't have scribbled on your work files…" Seeing Bobby's pitiful expression, Grayson was momentarily reminded of Alicia crying, and his heart softened. But then panic flared again—where were Alicia and I? Why hadn't we returned home so late?

Let them praise you, ruin you, and worship you exactly the way you crave. CHAPTER one: ••• “Dad, you can’t possibly be serious right now! Please tell me this is a lie,” Sadie cried into her phone, her eyes watery with unshed tears. She felt like she could barely breathe and was numb all over; she hoped this was all a dream. Her hands were almost pale white, clinging to the grimy three-year-old phone in a tight grip. She was barely making enough to replace the cracked screen after it had met with horrid accidents ever since she began fending for herself with part-time jobs.

Sadie said in a gloomy tone, “Yeap, I think so too!” Wanda said with a strange gaze, “Why? Are you not pleased? Don’t tell me that you’ve fallen for him…” “B*llsh*t! How can that be possible!?” Sadie said in haste, “I won’t fall for him even if I’m blind!” “That’s good then.” Wanda said in a carefree manner, “If that’s the case, it doesn’t matter if he’s the person or not.”

My mother’s eyes tore to him, and the smile fell off his face. “I kind of miss it,” Uncle Stephan said, before sipping from the glass of water. “I just kind of feel empty.” Yeah. Yeah. He wasn’t the only one feeling empty here—I was. I wanted to feel sympathetic but it was kind of hard when all I could think of was getting fucked by him. My father smiled at him, his gaze filled with sympathy. “It’s understandable, I mean you’ve been with her for over twenty years.” He turned to my mother. “I can’t imagine my life with Sarah.”

I opened my mouth again to inhale and put air on my lungs, but I could not breathe. I closed my eyes, cursing myself for having a photographic memory, and tried to speak. “Am I not enough, Blake?” I imagined screaming the question at him, but it came out as a whisper in my mouth. My tears rolled down my cheeks, and as he was taken by surprise with my voice, I saw him pushing Sadie away from him and her rolling her eyes on me and smirking. I raised my hands in surrender and pushed the glass door with all the remaining strength I had.

Sadie said in a gloomy tone, “Yeap, I think so too!” Wanda said with a strange gaze, “Why? Are you not pleased? Don’t tell me that you’ve fallen for him…” “B*llsh*t! How can that be possible!?” Sadie said in haste, “I won’t fall for him even if I’m blind!” “That’s good then.” Wanda said in a carefree manner, “If that’s the case, it doesn’t matter if he’s the person or not.”

" He asked, both hands cupping my face. I looked around us, and I was still in the living room, and they were still eating. It only means I only fall asleep for a few minutes, but my dreams seem very long "What happened, Sadie?" Roy asked worriedly and softly tapped my face. "I have a dream." I cried. "The same dream as Yesterday. I'm mad at you, but not very mad. What I mean is I'm mad at you, a little bit angry. "Sadie, I couldn't understand you. What do you want to say? Say it clearly." "I'm mad at you, just a little bit, for breaking my phone and laptop, but I'm not mad at you for me to kill you." I cried, trembling, looking at my hand. I wouldn't kill you. I wouldn't kill you." I chante