Sad Eyes On My Block Novels & Stories

I softly say loosing all my confidence while rubbing my arm were he had grabbed me. Chris’s eyes follow my movements and he takes a step closer with an out stretched hand as if he wanted to touch my arm but he drops his hand and puts them in his front pants pockets looking down at the dirty Portland side walk. "Fuck Sasha I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. I was” he takes a beep breath then continues to finish what he was saying “I was just caught of guard seeing you here”. I don’t answer just keep rubbing my arm and check my phone to see how much longer it says tell my Uber arrives.

He felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness and sorrow, knowing he was unable to ease the pain of those around him. As April’s gentle breathing filled the room, Aiden’s tears continued to flow. The weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders, and the deep sadness of the day’s revelations was a burden he struggled to bear alone. Despite the comfort of April’s presence, the night was a reminder of the losses and heartaches that shaped his life.

Jared Yesterday I spent all day feeling sorry for myself. I crawled into bed after my heart walked out the door and cried. I cried for Laynie, I cried for my mother, I cried for our child we lost before we were blessed with. I barely ate, didn't shower, I just walked around the entire house going through the motions. Here is where I pushed her into the wall, here is where I called her useless. Here is where I told her to get away from me. I let myself go through every memory of pain I put her in. I re live every bit of agony and let myself relish in it.

Sad for the people she lost; scared for the people she doesn’t want to lose. “Pretty Lady, you’re making me sad too…” Jo looks up at her with her eyes welling with tears. “Don’t cry, honey,” Halsey consoles her. “I’m just a little sad, that’s all.” “If you’re sad, I’m sad.” It makes Halsey inadvertently giggle. “I don’t wanna go back to the penthouse tonight,” Jo mumbles. “It’s too cold there without dad. Can we stay here? Please?” Halsey is in a dilemma but she can’t refuse Jo.

My hands are shaking as I held a blade over my pulse. My palms are sweaty and cold, tears stream from my eyes as the past events in my life unfold before me. I watch my life rewind with an emotionless stare as all I feel now is that I am so lost. Hopeless. Sad. Alone.

They stood like statues, stunned on what just happened, their brain processing the horrifying event, hearts beating in melodic rhythm; fast and deep. Black smokes rose up into the heavens, staining the clean blue sky and filling the air with the smell of burnt grass and oil. All the cries and shouting suddenly fell silent. Even Maddy stopped sobbing; her cloudy puffy eyes were on them. As usual, it was her who always broke the silence. Bringing everyone to talk and in a non-diplomatic argument. "Badbloods" she said in a low growling voice but the hate and anger in it was loud and clear.

Alice said, nosey. I fell to the couch and put my head in my hands. Sadie put her hands on mine and pulled them from my face. She squatted in front of me. I looked into her big blue eyes, for the briefest of moments it was almost like we didn’t lose a decade. Almost like time had stood still. Only she wasn’t that innocent little girl anymore, and I was still an impossible danger to her.

She said with her voice shaky. “Yeah, hold on.” The male voice said. “Jayden phone.” “Hello.” He spoke. “Daddy! It's Jade help me please.” She cried. “Jade, Jade, where are you?” He asked worriedly. Tears started coming down her face, “Daddy I... I don’t know where I am. Mike, Mike took me away.” She said shaking her head. “I don’t feel great, they did something to me. My legs are numb, I don’t know if I’m going to make it.”

Richard was still holding me. He knew me, he knew me too damn well. "Here... give me your keys, let me put your stuff inside. Let's go, I'll take you back to your place. You're in no condition to drive. I'll take a cab back. Come on." I was too sad, too tired to argue with him. All these mixed feelings that I have towards James, being a sugar baby, my frustrations with my parents, Ashley and Nicole, and also Richard.

' Nathan grabs her hand stopping her on the main path. His hair is all wet and the golden curly strands are now flattened by rain. Even his light blue eyes have lost their intensity, concern and something else, like a hint of deep sadness, are messing with their colour. Tammy looks around for any rebels who might spy on them, terrified Nathan could become one of their victims. Let go of me!' She yells at him, trying to retrieve her hand from his grasp. Yet, after seeing his wretched face, she adds. Please!'