Sad Eyes On My Block Novels & Stories

This is the place I considered my home which isn't mine now. I make my way towards the gate, passing through Roshan. The sky turns pink, soon it'll be dark everywhere. I quietly walk by the streets. Tears are continuously flowing through my cheek. I feel my head becoming heavy. I barely cry on things but when I cry I can't control myself. It stresses my body. I cried more during the last 2 months in comparison to my whole life. Sid's POV

At that moment, Scarlett stepped out of her room. Fresh from the shower. Phone in hand. And calmly began recording. Sadie turned- and saw the camera pointed directly at her. "What are you doing?" "Nothing special," Scarlett said. "Just sending this to James." Sadie's eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare!" Scarlett tilted her head. "Didn't you already test that theory tonight?" The reference to the door made Sadie's face twist. "Scarlett. Hayes." She practically bit the words out. "What exactly do you want?"

Like having to literally run away from a horde of ducks and their ducklings, three manecoon cats, and two German Shepherds that targeted my shoes, I had to listen to this twenty-two-year-old man sob about some mystery woman and his pet sister. “You know what’s worse?” he squeaks, voice nearly gone now, before grabbing the box of tissues he brought along to blow his nose into. “No, but I’m sure you’ll let me hear all about it.” “Marcus might be resigning! He could literally be someone sobbing his heart out right now, but I can’t even call to apologize because he’s blocked me everywhere.” He leans over and grabs a large bag of cheese-flavored chips before stuffing his face with a handful of th

His tone was dull, suggesting deep sadness. My hands clenched to my sides. “I am glad you finally decided to move forward. You cannot force someone to stay with you if she does not want to.” My voice sounded hoarse while I tried to choke back a sob. Oh, how I really wanted to confront Martina and give her a good beating for doing this to my brother. Marcus nodded. “You know what is funny?” I did not respond because Marcus does not seem to need any reply from me. He only needed someone who would listen to him.

As long as he was still free I could work with that, I just hope he even remembered me, or even wanted me still. I had my first niggling of fearful doubt. What if he didn't want me anymore? What if all those things he'd whispered to me while he'd been thrusting himself into my body were just empty words? Things said to a naive girl in the heat of the moment? No Jackie don't give up now, you've been waiting for this for far too long to give up now. "We'll talk when I get there let me get dressed and I'll be out of here in half an hour. And Mindy I have something to tell you too."

It seems every interaction with Bryan somehow feels like stepping deeper into something neither of us fully intends stopping. And maybe that should scare me more but Instead it thrills me like now… I can’t wait to see him! My phone buzzes again right as I grab my coat. Murder Barbie :Driver’s outside. I blink not even surprised as I rush toward my apartment window, pulling the curtain back slightly. A sleek black SUV waits downstairs beneath glowing city lights. Yeah I keep forgetting this man is rich rich. My stomach flips again and honestly my organs deserve compensation at this point. THE DRIVE, downtown feels surreal. Chicago glows outside the tinted windows in streaks of gold and white

To Joy’s surprise, Sadie stopped, Robert bumping into her with a grunt. “You know,” Sadie said, her voice shaking with anger, “I can’t believe you’d do something so horrible. Hasn’t Adam—” Sadie gestured at Grace now “—and the entire family gone through enough? You should be ashamed of yourself.” Joy blinked. So much for thinking no one here would say something to her face. She gripped her coffee cup, her mind scrambling for a reply, but Grace beat her to it.

I didn’t say anything that amusing. “You are million years young to care for me.” She said after she stopped herself. “There is no to feel sad,” I said again after a while. She raised her one eyebrow in amusement. “You and Moona and Reed. You have similar sadness. But you have different sadness than them. it’s like you are a cold spot in the room. I can shout at him or tease him and get a reaction that let me know that he is still there.” I sit straight now and look straight in her old eyes. “But your sadness is like icy well. Its bottomless and swallows up your voice and everything you try to drop into it.” I said and even I was surprised from myself.

22 "No, there's not an inch that I've not seen or tasted, so stop behaving like a moron and hurry up," "Eeeks,"she felt like screaming and hitting him . " The day you entered my life, my life has turned upside down. I'm certainly going to leave the job. I want peace and happiness."

Staring after the woman as she turned slowly. Only as Sandra began to shrink from the doorframe did Blue collapse into a small, orange heap. Cheek throbbing where it had been clawed at by glass. Warm as she surrendered to silent tears. Throat swollen shut. Stomach seized tense with muffled sobs. And as she yelled, she screamed the words with the savage call she’d thus far done well to quiet. “You lot and your fucking money!” —