Southside Stories Novels & Stories

Her POV After two hours of eating, joking, story-telling, and paing the bill, Sir Dan stood up and bid us goodbye. "Elderly people needs to sleep early because we wake up early," he said and winked at us. "Provi you would know your way through the rural area at South Bay, right? "He asked his friend. "It's, ok.. If I get lost, there's Waze!" Mr. Dalton stood up as well but he waited for me to follow after Sir Dan.

While the teacher read my essay to the class they laughed out loud pointing fingers at me . The laughter intensified when the teacher read the part about me sipping hot cocoa and talking to my golden retriever . Some called me stupid while others said I needed to see a doctor to check if everything was alright in my head . At this point the teacher could not control the class . She gave up and they continued throwing words at me . I was at the brick of tears that was until a guy from behind my chair moved forward and held my hand , he consoled me . He was the first person to do that after Louisiana had left . For the first time I felt someone other than my parents and Louisiana cared . He we

It was late by the time I got home to pack. I sat down on the couch and glanced over at the dining table. It was a mess. There were dishes everywhere, as well as a plate of braised short ribs Dexter was known for and a pasta bake Brianna had been perfecting since forever. It wasn't hard to picture the two of them in the kitchen together while Brianna's ankle healed, cooking side by side, then sitting across from each other over drinks. And the diary I'd filled to 100 pages was underneath one of the dishes, used as a trivet. It was covered in grease stains.

I decided to get up and help him pack. "Just let me do it. I don't want you to force yourself." Greg told me in a gentle tone. I complied with him since it looks like we don't have time to argue anymore. After packing the essentials, he grabbed my hand and we fled the cathedral. Before I knew it, we were already in the car and he's driving. Whatever it is with angels, it must be serious. After driving for a few hours, Greg stopped the car. Once again, it looks like we are in the middle of nowhere. But this time, it looks like there are a couple of houses around. Then I saw the welcome sign that I missed earlier. It reads, Village of the Damn.

His statement reminded me of my empty stomach, making me stop on my tracks. "Yh...Nana came by, she made 3 different soups, jellof rice and one weird sauce like that. They are all in the freezer except the egusi soup, she left that one in the pot and made swallow to go with it. It's in the warmer." Dubem explained as he opened the laptop to start his work. His statement made me smile, at least I'll stop eating cereals for a while.

They left a decent neighborhood for a rundown apartment block. Word on the street was that Rhett got so sick he nearly did not make it, and Kelly aged a decade in a single night. They had once been the pride of the block, always bragging about their daughter’s big achievements. Then, they became the punchline of every neighbor’s joke. People whispered that I went too far, that I forgot old loyalties. In response, I would give a half-smile and stay mum. Did Sheila think of the sacrifices I made while she was off studying abroad on my dime? Did she spare a thought for the house I mortgaged or the plain dinners and crowded bus rides I endured?

11:54 11:55 11:56 11:59 12:00 Once the clock stroked 12, a shiver ran down my spine ,my body was aching for a release and he wasn’t in sight yet. I heaved a sigh,as the clock stroked 12:20 a few minutes later. The library had a few people in it but nevertheless I decided to go round placing books back where they were meant to be. I took off my jacket and started going round, placing books back, I got to the back row of the library , it didn’t have a enough light, so people hardly sat there to read, there was a book on one of the tables. It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and

"You said you loved me, so why are you treating me like this? Let me out!" Horace stood on the other side of the metal door. "I never loved you," he muttered, so low no one could hear him. "I just didn't realize how I truly felt." But Horace had gone too far, and he was reported the moment Vivian gave birth. The reason? Vivian committed suicide, leaving behind a letter that contained her final words. When Horace was arrested from his company, his expression was completely calm. It was as if he wasn't the one that was going to face death.

My ride was already waiting outside. ***** Sitting in my room engrossed in the book I am reading. After the visit to Sarah's house, I got home and no one was home as usual. My parents are very busy people. My dad owned various oil companies in Different countries and of course had to travel from time to time. My mum is a businesswoman. She travelled a lot too. Hopefully, she'd be around tomorrow. Deciding that the book was starting to bore me. I opened the I*******m app and started scrolling through the posts.

“That sure was a worthy sight, if I had brought Kayne to this world, he would’ve loved to see this as well… What could he be doing right now, hmmm?” ----- [Kayne’s POV] *driving down the road “Cil already filled the fridge, I should buy the groceries next time. I’ll buy some things for my room for now, my things will not be arriving here for a couple of days, the movers will arrive here next week with my sister. The town is 10 minutes away from the house, I’ll go to the supermarket first.” *slows down “Hmmm, I wonder if Cil has he already gone around the town already? Maybe not… That guy must be writing his novel again right now in his room, I should bring him some food maybe.”