Sandy From Outsiders Novels & Stories

"Really? that's all you're going to ask? you've been acting all strange, what exactly are you up to? I hope you are not trying to pair me up with any other weird guy?" Sandy sighed deeply placing the cup back down, maybe it was time she opened up to someone about her recent behavior.. "If I tell you, promise you won't tell anyone" Bianca gave a nod urging Sandy to go on.. "I'm seeing someone" "What? no way! I can't believe this aunt! tell me what does he look like?" Sandy's chin turned red in embarassment, she itched her nape acting all shy.. "He is a doctor and he works at a hospital nearby.."

My pulse beat too loud in my ears. “Don’t be shy,” she continued, tilting her head. Her smile stretched wider. “Talk to me. I don’t bite. Unless you want me to.” My throat closed. I knew better than to play into her. Silence was safer. Silence was survival. But Sandy thrived in silence. She fed on it. “You know what’s funny?” she whispered, leaning closer until her perfume choked me, the smell of roses and something metallic, sharp. “You and I, we’re not so different. Both outsiders. Both fighting for scraps. Both trying to make him see us.”

“Why did you call me? You should have called for her mother or any member of her family.” Von stared right through me, enough for me to noticed his tired dark eyes. “Sandy is an orphan,” he whispered. I went silent for a moment. “What about her friends? What about Brad?” I said his name before I could even stop myself. Von did not react violently so I surmised that the video hasn’t reach him yet. “That goddamn man! I’ve lost count of the times I told him not to leave Sandy alone but he doesn’t listen to me. Never mind about Brad. I need you to help Sandy there. You’re a woman. Maybe she would listen to you. Please, Jill.”

Long enough to understand him inside out, to see through all his thoughts. My past compromises were just me being fooled by that tiny bit of fake affection. Now that I saw the real Mike, I would never let myself stay trapped in that cesspool. However, my indifferent attitude seemed to enrage Sandy. Fuming, she followed me all the way to the roadside. I felt a bit helpless, turning to persuade her to leave. Suddenly, Sandy extended her claws and, with strength far beyond an omega's, shoved me hard onto the road. At that moment, I caught sight of a truck transporting emergency supplies bearing down on me.

He brought Alexei back with him, but Alexei was also carrying a person on his back covered by a wet blanket, and when he crouched to my level, I saw a crying Audrey. "Eli, take her," I heard him say. So I did. I let go of the rubble and took Audrey's shaking body, carrying her and freeing Alexei to help Hade lift the rubble from a now unconscious Susie. I heard Alexei and Hade count to three and a sound of the rubble being lifted. I immediately rushed to Susie's side to pull her out from under the rubble with my free hand as my other hand was still clinging dearly to my other sister. Once Susie was out of the rubble's reach, Alexei and Hade let go of the rubble and it broke into two.

"The moment you erased my existence in front of outsiders all those years ago, you should have known a day like this would come." The other end went silent for two seconds, then the line went dead. I tucked my phone away expressionlessly and went back to watering the plants. Isabella poked her head out from upstairs and barked, "How long does it take to water a few damn flowers? Do you think water is free?" I gave her an apologetic smile before turning off the hose, and the hallway fell back into dead silence. Late that night, trouble still found its way to my door. Several luxury cars pulled up along the shabby street, and the whole family—flanked by bodyguards—stepped through the mud into

Robin stood up and stretched her limbs, which felt extremely sore after sitting in the same position for long. "Thanks Sandy for your help. I wouldn't have been able to do all these without you. I owe you one." "It's alright, I think you're a nice person, very different from Gina and the others who work here. I'm happy that we get along well, Jenna was never one who cared to notice me. You are just perfect for Drew, I wish you guys good luck," Sandy said with a smile.

Andrew drew a deep breath of his cigarette and the smoke filtered up to the open window, making Sandra crinkle her nose against it, thankful that Creighton didn’t smoke…at least she didn’t think he did. “Sandra is the athletic one, the quiet one, the one who milks the cows and bathes the dog. Cathy is the one who stays inside, polishing her nails and talking to friends. They are as different as night and day.” “Cathy sounds like my kind of girl,” Andrew said. “I wanted to speak with you about something other than the girls,” Creighton said a few moments later. “Sandra and I met up with Miriam the other day.” “Yeah, so?”

Luyando took in every piece of his being; the dirty sandals on his feet with enough holes in them that defeated the manufacturers original purpose of production, the tone jeans and the oversized sweater with a colour she was convinced could not be traced on the colour wheel. “Every single day….” the ten year old cried harder, no sound, just barrels of tears streaming down her cheeks. “Over here mum!” Luyando heard a boy shout from outside the tent. She turned away from her father to slightly open the tent so she could peep outside. Not far from their tent was a family of three; father, mother and son.

Months passed by and the uproar began to die down. Sandra got a job at a small company to keep herself busy. The money she got as alimony from Steph was enough to last her a lifetime. Sandra had decided to stay away from social media for a while. Her life was normal. Things were moving steady. Until Fergus Rodriguez, came into her life and exposed her to a world she never knew existed. One she had always wanted and craved. It all started that Saturday evening when she had crashed at a coffee shop to have her favorite coffee with the purpose to cool off her stress from work and rid herself of the unpleasant feelings she was having these days.