Novel & Cerita Secrets In Wobbly Life

It was an over confident walk. “That was a dirty little trick you played me,” Chad said. Mya shrugged, her smile far from disappearing. “It wasn’t that big of a deal.” Mya didn’t seem to understand. Secrets could ruin people. He and Amy shared a secret. It wasn’t that big of a deal, at least not to them, but it could be for other people. “You said your parents were gone and Jason and Amy left you and you needed a ride to school.”

“You are a rare gem, Cici. And rare gems hold secrets. What secrets do you have?” The murmur slithered close, a silken thread weaving through the orchestra’s swell. His proximity a shadowed veil that blurred the ballroom’s edges. Secrets. The word was like a key turning in a lock I hadn’t known was there, stirring echoes of hidden corners in my life. Dad’s late-night calls, Treyvan’s sudden silences, my midnight escapades just to go joy riding with Lillian. But I brushed them aside. Those weren’t technically secrets.

Seb finally says. "Name it." I swallow. "You play Cold Secrets with me." *** Cold Secrets. The sadistic game that Seb invented when we were kids, in one of our almost daily trips to the 7/11 near our school. The rules are simple. We each drink a Slurpee and try to stop a brain freeze and whoever’s unsuccessful at it tells the other person a secret. The first time I played it, my migraine didn't stop for days and I vowed to never let him talk me into it again. Obviously, since I just agreed at doing it with him again now, I have failed my past self.

Each withdrawal left me empty and aching, and each thrust forward filled me so perfectly I saw stars. The washing machine vibrated beneath my palms, adding a low buzz that traveled straight to my clit. His hand slid around to find it anyway—rubbing firm, steady circles while he fucked me from behind. “You love this, don’t you?” he growled against my ear. “Being bent over in your own house, taking your father-in-law’s cock while your husband showers upstairs.” I whimpered, nodding frantically. “Say it.” “I love it,” I gasped. “I love your cock… I love being your dirty little secret…”

I whispered into the silence that followed her disconnection. Doubt shadowed my heart like an ominous cloud as I pondered over her fantastical narrative—Alpha Brock's meeting, secrets, and my supposed flight from reality. A snarl formed at the edge of my thoughts, but I stifled it down. This was no time to lose control, especially with the full moon whispering secrets through the cracks of my barred windows.

“Congrats babygirl” I shook my head in strong disagreement. “Not me, never”, I said loudly. Clubs, dramas, chaos, dramas, I wanted none of it. All I wanted was some peace and quiet. First was the weird encounter with Liam this morning, and now this? I didn’t know what the heck was going on, and I didn’t care. All I knew, one hundred percent, was that i wasn’t a part of any of that.

Truth My brother was acting odd. Cali was acting odd. Every fucker and their dog was acting odd tonight and no one seemed to want to tell me what the hell was going on. I hated secrets and lies. And the fact I was keeping not just one but two myself was eating me up inside. Still, I knew that these secrets were good ones. Whatever it was that was eating Cali and Wicked, didn’t look good. Cali looked worried and Wicked? Well, Wicked was acting like something was eating him up inside.

I was out of breath the moment I finished talking. “O my goodness, relax, Scarr. I brought you here because I was going to pay for it. You didn't have to explain all those stories to me,” she chuckled. “You’re my best friend, and I would do anything to protect your secret. We live in a scary society where people judge a lot. I don't want you to go through all that, especially with how Ethan is,” she said, a gentle grin spreading across her face. “Thanks, Vee,” I muttered, feeling my cheeks flush. Then we walked back to Tyler.

"I just miss you, Seb. I miss us." Seb pulled me into a tight embrace, holding me close. "I miss us too, Lily. But we'll find our way back to each other. I promise." As we retreated to our bedroom, the weight of the day still heavy on our shoulders, a palpable tension hung in the air. Seb and I moved about mechanically, preparing for bed without exchanging a single word. It was as if the silence between us had become our new language, one filled with unspoken words and unresolved emotions.

he mumble to himself as he stood up from the bed. Whitney saw Jimmy on her way out and ran past him, she doesn't understand why it hurts like hell that he was keeping secrets from her. She wants him to trust her, she wants him to confide in her. What's the point of being married to him if he won't share his secrets with him? She ran into Tia's room and watched her sleep peacefully. Babies are lucky, they don't fall in love, they don't get heartache, and they don't fight with others. All they do is eat and sleep.