Spring Broken Novels & Stories

I was so ashamed of myself, I couldn't look my kids in the eye looking broken and sad. I texted Tasha, Please can you help me stay with the kids till tomorrow, something came up- Brian Okay boss, no problem- Tasha Stay safe- Tasha If only she knew how drunk I was, I called Kevin, "Wassup man? " Kevin said as he picked up the call. "Pick me up at The Spot. " "Where on earth is that? " "Use a GPS, its an emergency." ********************** I know its a short and boring chapter, but I guess it was a filler chapter

I explain. “What exactly are we trying to do here? I can barely see the fracture. It almost looks like a whisp of cloud,” Josie says. “Yes, it is much more subtle here, it's nothing like it is on the other side. That's why it has been so difficult to find,” Deacon adds. “I wonder why that is, but it doesn't really matter. That whisp you see shouldn't be there, you need to open it. Imagine it like a large sheet of ice that's blocking your way. Start chipping away at the crack in the ice until it's all gone,”

I don’t want to get out of my room. I know Granny is worried to me, but I can’t think of anyone but him. I don’t want to break up. When did things go out of control? We were okay last month. He is smiling at me, he looks happy. How did it turn out like this? Why break up? Did I do something wrong? Have I not given everything to him? What’s wrong with me? I was startled when my phone vibrated. I looked at it immediately, as if my burden was lightened when I saw Wright's name. I opened his message and my smile faded.

-Hi, honey, how have you been? -Okay, my grandparents are treating me wonderfully, well, just like they always have. - Lauren said. James gave a small smile. -And how have you been? -Okay, honey. I was at the gym today and I sprained my hand, nothing to worry about. - He said, looking at his bandaged hand. A sprain is less serious than a fracture, he didn't want to alarm her.

(Her POV, with limited His POV) It doesn’t break loudly. That’s what surprises everyone. There’s no explosion, no dramatic exit, no message that begins with We need to talk. What breaks does so quietly—through accumulation. A decision made too fast. An assumption left unexamined. A tension noticed but not named soon enough. By the time anyone realizes something is wrong, the fracture has already traveled. I hear about it secondhand. Not through urgency—but confusion. A message comes in late one evening.

But I didn't do anything as I sat there with him still holding onto me. I felt current passing down my whole body from his touch. His hands large yet perfectly fit mine-- radiating heat. I couldn't let these feelings take place. I was about to take my hand away when I heard Joey shout from above us, "Is your seat broken? I can see from here... something's wrong." I raised my eyebrows at him, "What do you mean?" I shouted. "Just be careful and don't fall down." "What?" I hyperventilated, "Damien it is broken, we can fall. Damien, we'll call."

"No." "Why?" "Because you're a stranger." "I'm the guy you kissed." "I kissed your helmet. That's not the same as kissing you." "It's closer than most people get on day three of a breakup." "We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup."

But the people I love are breathing tonight, and that’s enough to keep writing in blood until my hands fall off. Spring break starts in 2 months The Hollow Choir is coming. And the storm is just getting started. Spring Break, March 18th-22, 2027 Friday, March 20 – 11:47 p.m. The valley goes dead silent. Not quiet. Dead. No crickets. No hot-spring hiss. No wind in the cedars. My phone buzzes with the emergency tone we set up after Romania. Group chat: Seras: they’re here

A sharp crack broke the silence in the living room. The bracelet hit the hard marble floor, and the gem shattered into pieces. At that instant, everything around me stood still. I stared at the broken pieces on the floor, my mind going blank. Susan shrieked and took a step back. Jason swiftly grabbed Susan's hand and anxiously checked the back of her hand and her calves. "Did you get cut by the shards? Does it hurt?" He was finally relieved after making sure that Susan wasn't hurt. He turned around and stared at me, frozen in place, my face pale.

True. Brenna's smile weakened, then smiled again with a weight of remembering in her eyes. "It was. messy. But it was mine. We broke and we fixed. We promised and broke promises. But always we came back to one another." She took Lily's hand. "Love is never kind. Sometimes it comes in thorns. But the flower? It's always worth paying." Lily's throat tightened as well. "Maybe I'm not ready." Brenna cocked her head. "Then you do tomorrow one breath at a time. And if you need to fall apart. look for him. If he's the one, he'll be there, holding the pieces until you're whole again."