Novel & Cerita Sad Eyes On My Block

A long sob shook Jake to his core. "Bethany. Your mom or mine?" He moved away from Kari, the large patio suddenly stifling. He paced as he tried to be patient with the near-hysterical girl on the phone. His heart breaking for the pain in her voice, the sound of her own heart tearing in two.

"And if things ever get tough—work or otherwise—HQ's got your back." "I'll be fine," I said, calm and steady. "I'll report in the day after tomorrow." Booked my flight for tomorrow night. Then headed back to the hotel. The Chat Feed just wouldn't quit: [Don't be sad, Ley-Bae. Shay-Shay really DOES love you. He just sucks at showing it.] [Yeah, yeah, he didn't grow up with love. You need to be more understanding.] Understanding? Hadn't I already done enough of that?

I kiss her lips and make her look at me. “You have me, baby. No one will ever take you from me.” I say and I see her tears fall down her cheeks. “Please love, don’t cry. This is almost over.” I say as I reach out and wipe her tears away. I sat up in a sweat. I looked around the room and Julie was still sound asleep in her crib. “Oh my god, that felt so real,” I said out loud. “Sadie?” I could still feel her pain. Did she do that? Nothing has ever felt more real than that. Fuck, I screamed in my head. I had to try and hurry this up. I needed to find her fast. Sadie’s POV,

Sadé’s POV The block was lit. Essex had been completely shut down, and people from up and down the street filled every available inch of space. No cars lined the curbs; instead, the Chicago Police Department had blocked off the entire area, forcing everyone to park on nearby streets. Marco’s SUV sat a few blocks away, but Sadé’s Audi was right there in the driveway, covered in deep tints. The DJ had the speakers thumping, jumping from old school bangers to the latest hits, and the smell of barbecue thickened the air.

"No matter how much we try to erase the emotional sadness from our feelings, it's becomes the most painful expression in our heart. It's always by us even if we try to be happy or smile for the day. Sadness always has the first role in our heart from the birth." On the Next day, in the same town, the car driver into the public square. Parking the first half inside a dark passage, the backwards on the open side, both the couples got to work.

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.”

After watching the door for a while, dumfounded, I walked back to the dining table slowly, looking devastated. My sweet bread and peanut butter lay on a dish, half eaten, but that was probably how far it would be touched. I wasn’t in the mood to eat anymore. My appetite had suffered a knife to the heart. I walked up to my room, and stared up into space for a long while before Sadie came in later that same morning. “Have you seen my pink boots?” She asked, looking around. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” “Spill it.” She said, looking irritated.

I know I am crying and all I can think about is how much I hate myself and how much I love Nova and I fucked up. I need to talk to Cade, but now he has blocked my phone as well. So Saturday night at Mariposa it is. I maybe can kill two birds with one stone and talk to them both. Tell them what an ass I am and how much I miss my babe and my best friend. There is a problem. The bouncer turns me away and says, “On Orders of Ms Candy Aldo is not to be allowed entrance Until I say! Anyone who lets him in will pay a price!” I have really done it! I don’t even know where to begin…how can I fix this if they won’t speak to me? *****

Heaving out a sad sigh, I lowered my head. My life is anything but what I wanted it to be like in my late twenties. Life really sucks! Look at me now! Standing outside my wife's building pitying myself. A sad chuckle escaped my lips. It ain't time for that Daniel! Buck up! You need to keep her safe. Letting out a loud sad sigh, When I finally perked up my head again to look back at the window, I found her staring back at me now. My heartbeats fastened instantly.

My voice cracked, and I finally let the tears fall. "Mommy, don't cry." She stood on tiptoe and gently wiped the blood from the corner of my lips. "You're sick. Didn't the doctor say you shouldn't be sad? You're making me worried." "But I can't help it," I sobbed, trembling. "Because you're gone."