Novel & Cerita Soul Joel

He turned to me, "I did ask him if he'd like to share, you know." "Asshole," Joel chuckled and nodded at me. "Yeah, I know. But we didn't date. Just, you know," he wiggled his brows, a smug expression on his face, "Fuck buddies, friends with benefits. That sort of thing." "That's even hotter!" Will laughed. "Shut up," Joel shook his head at Will. Then his expression turned solemn. Dramatically, he placed a palm on his chest and closed his eyes, "My heart belongs to Sandra. By the way, she'll be back soon."

Then, expressionless, I told him, “People’s inherent flaws are in their bones. Sooner or later, they will surface. Asking this is meaningless.” Joel smiled bitterly, rubbed his face, and left. Not long after, Yorks Corporation filed for bankruptcy. On the way back home with his parents, Joel was involved in a car accident. Perhaps it was karmic retribution. A head injury left him deaf, and his left leg could no longer walk normally. He became partially disabled. His parents were fine, just minor concussions that would heal with time. Someone in the hospital said, “Joel lay on the bed, crying and laughing at the same time, muttering over and over that this was retribution to what he had done.

"What makes you so sure that it was Aurora who sent those messages? Did you see her do it? Did you hear her admit to it?" The wreath leaves scratched Joel's brow bone, leaving two deep cuts. Theo had used all his strength, and fresh blood slid down from Joel's brow, streaking the corner of his eye. Back in school, Joel was always the center of attention—no one had ever treated him like this before. Yet even as the blood dripped into his eyes, he remained silent. He stood there, dazed, like a soulless shell. His eyes were bloodshot as he obsessively dialed my number over and over again, his desperation bordering on madness.

I've just bathed with their holy water like it's a mere liquid. ' stupid set of delusional beings' I said in my mind. I scanned their faces, each of them. They were young men, not young but looking ageless. Demons are the most beautiful creatures on earth anyway. Then I saw a familiar face. Joel... yes ..Joel, he was sitting on a smaller stool right beside the throne were the leader sat. At first i thought it was an illusion, but really nothing about my life right now should be seen as a mere illusion. I knew It was he, it was Joel. How the hell did he get here? The last time i saw him, some time that looked like decades ago, he was at school, reading a book. He looked more like a man now