Sick Birthday Novels & Stories

Frankie's expression, which had been as dark as thunder, softened the moment he saw Evie. "Evie, didn't you say you weren't feeling well? Why are you here?" My hand, which had been resting on the windowsill, froze. In the ten years we'd spent together, Frankie had never spoken to me with such concern. Even when I had a miscarriage and was bedridden, he still found the time to remind me to vaccinate the new piglets.

"Oh. I'm so-" "And my mum fell sick on my fifteenth birthday,* he finally got turned to look at Steve. "Birthdays are jinxed for me. It only brings about sad memories and bad luck to me." With one hand on the steering wheel, Steve held Liam's hand with the other. "I'm so sorry you feel that way." "It's not your fault," he let go of Steve's hand. "You don't have to be sorry." "So," Steve bit his lip. "I was about to ask what cake flavor you wanted me to bake for you on your birthday. Do you really not celebrate your birthday?"

So I sat her down and spoke to her "Mom, when is Aiden's birthday?" I asked first not wanting to raise any suspicion "Oh, on the Twenty-third, February" "TwTwenty-third" "Yes, child. What? Are you already planning a gift for his birthday?" "Well yes, in a way." "Did anything special happen to him on any of his birthdays?" "Well no, are you scared he'd have a heart issue on his next birthday? Trust me, he is completely healed now. Nothing is going to happen to my dear Aiden" She was full of joy and excitement, and her eyes glowed with delight.

He had told her. "I thought there was a birthday party going on?" She had asked him. "Yes, it's my birthday and I'm Zachary and I'm the one who had cancer. You should honestly feel at home!" The supposed Zachary had said. "Cancer?" One of them had said sarcastically. "That's funny and a good one!" His friend said, tapping his back. "Drink some more, remember that we are all up for a good time! Cheers," they said, clicking their glasses together.

He asked getting up from the seat. I would say no but then, today's his birthday for peace sake. I don't want to make him sad. "Alright, fine" I replied and he took my hand. Hold on...He's not really gonna celebrate his birthday in a grand way like he always does...? What happened this year?? ÷

He teases and I giggle. " How can you do that? Today's your birthday and you didn't tell me." " Birthdays for nerds. Nick and I don't like talking about it." " Yeah? Birthdays aren't for nerds. Birthdays are for celebrating. Especially with people close to your heart." " And I got you, so." He says.

Max It's my birthday . Happy birthday to me but it's not a happy one. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did when Ellie said I should give her time. I just don't have the patience to give someone time when I know I can help remedy whatever they are going through. I was peeved and Mia came at the wrong time ... Just as the alcohol was kicking in and I really couldn't counter any attack.

His guy was indescribably, ridiculously awesome! "Oh, hi there! Is this special for you?" She asked in a sickeningly sweet tone. The lady was probably an alright person, but Dillon had qualms with upper crust people. "Y-yes, uh- it's my birthday today." "A Christmas eve baby! Oh my gosh my niece was born on the twenty-sixth!" He had heard the 'Christmas eve baby' crap countless times. Also, who the hell cares when the lady's niece was born? "So, me and your friend here-"

His thoughts drifted back to the past. 'Back then, Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya had also celebrated my birthday and even prepared luxury gifts for me every year. But instead of feeling happy, I always felt depressed… even angry. Why? Because they celebrated it on April 28—the one date I could never forget, because that was actually Zeke's birthday.

“I’ve been meaning to ask… Why didn’t you want to celebrate your birthday this year? You seemed so set on spending it alone.” Polaris hesitated, her gaze dropping to the floor as she wrestled with the memories. “It’s just… birthdays haven’t felt the same since… well, since my mom passed away,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “She was really sick for a long time, and every birthday felt like a reminder of how much she was suffering. It’s hard to celebrate when you’re reminded of loss.” Sebastian’s expression softened, and she could see the empathy in his eyes. “I’m so sorry, Polaris,” he said quietly. “I didn’t know.”