Song It Ends Tonight Novels & Stories

I sat in silence for a moment, tapping my fingers on the desk. Dinner with the Fosters. What a damn circus this was turning out to be. But something told me tonight would be different. Something was coming. I could feel it. And whatever it was, I’d be ready. I leaned back in my chair, jaw tight. These people will do anything to get what they want. I grabbed the bottle, poured a heavy shot of whiskey, and let it burn all the way down—trying to steady myself for whatever storm was brewing tonight.

“Play for me, please.” He stood up, getting his guitar. “But you have to sing with me. This one,” he said, handing me the lyrics of the song. “Sure!” I said, but I gave the paper back to him when I saw it. “I knew the song by heart.” He nodded, sat beside me, and started strumming his guitar. I smiled, watching his fingers playing the intro of We’ve Got Tonight. “I know it’s late… I know you’re weary… I know your plans don’t include me…” Finn began to sing Kenny Rogers’ lines.

Somewhere only we know Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on So, tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So, why don't we go? So, why don't we go? Ooh, hey, hey Oh"oh"oh This could be the end of everything

I say, laying back down closing my eyes. "NO, we are going to that new club that just opened tonight, my new friend got us VIP tickets so we are going. No I don't want to hear it, its a Friday night and like you say you've never ever went out and had fun you wasting your youth making yourself old!

"What are you doing right now?" "Nothing." she rolled to the other side of her bed. "Uh umm if you are free then-" she could clearly sense the hesitation in his voice. "Then?" "then would you like to hang out with me?" "Hang out?" she looked at her wrist watch and it was almost 7 pm. "Right now?" "Yeah right now. Eh, I just want to show you something." "Show me something? What could it possibly be?" she sat upright and plopped out of her bed.

I responded in kind as the entire company erupted in song. “We are the Bright Tigers of Capua, Born from steel and brawn. Our swords are fangs and shields, our claws. Death Death Death to all. Oh let the bullets rain the end Oh Let the enemy flee or rend Death Death Death to all We stand by mighty Capua through blood or boils For Caesar decrees it so May we be lashed a million times if we ever fail our goal” We didn’t know how long we had been marching but Rendra was our destination, I had never been to the city in the past. But the trip was said to be half a day’s march by slow pace, meaning this song was going to be sung for a rather long time.

His eyes were full of disdain as he said mockingly, "Do you still think you're the lady of the Henderson family? In this bar, whatever Mr. Henderson says goes." That was right. She was in Caspian's territory, and she was nothing more than a drifting weed. Juliet closed her eyes for a moment before pulling the outfit on. The fabric scraped over her scabbed wounds, making her suck in a sharp breath from the pain. As soon as she emerged from the changing room, a crate of beer was shoved into her arms. "Deliver this to room 2061." Juliet slowly carried the crate upstairs. When she reached the private room, loud laughter exploded from inside. "Ms. Everly, you lost the dare! You know the rules—you

I placed the papers on the table, neat and tidy. I was going to leave a message for her, but I did not go through with it. Instead, I said it in my mind, 'Hey honey, this is the last time I'm calling you that, I guess. I spent ten years in love with you. It's really hard doing that, I know, but I'm giving up anyway. Congratulations, to both you and me.' I grabbed my suitcase. The moment the countdown was over, I put my hand on the doorknob.

I took out my phone and scrolled to the one photo in the album where Mom was actually smiling. Finally, the boarding call came. Outside the window, Northbridge shrank smaller and smaller behind the plane. I leaned against the glass and closed my eyes. Mom's voice drifted up in my memory, as clear as if she were beside me. 'Ted, sweetheart. Life's like riding a train. Some people get on, some people get off. Don't let it weigh on you too much.' She was right. Mom had gotten off first. Chloe had reached her stop, too. Now, it was my turn to move on to whatever platform came next.

"Where are you going, Faye?" Richard asked. He looked completely bewildered as he noticed Faye knocking on Caleb's door. "You're looking for Caleb? He has already checked out of his room, Faye." Faye's hand froze mid-knock. She stiffened, slowly turning her head toward Richard, asking, "When did Caleb check out? Isn't our trip supposed to end this afternoon?" "Caleb left after dinner last night, saying something had come up at home. He probably went back to Borrengate. Hold on. Do you need something from him? You two don't usually interact much, so why are you suddenly looking for him, Faye?"