Stitch Sad Novels & Stories

“Otherwise, I might still be stuck in a mess with Lia.” Stella gave him a teasing look, her lips curling into a smile. “You’d still be with her if it weren’t for us,” she teased, nudging him playfully. “But, hey, we won’t hold it against you.” I could see Liam’s amusement as he rolled his eyes. “Thanks, I guess,” he replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Stella sighed, her smile fading slightly. “I mean it though,” she said, her voice softening. “Lia... she was a horrible person, but I still can’t help feeling sad that she’s gone.”

Just like a moth drawn to a flame Oh, you lured me in I couldn't sense the pain Your bitter heart cold to the touch Now I'm gonna reap what I sow I'm left seeing red on my own You watch me bleed until I can't breathe I'm shaking, falling onto my knees And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Tripping over myself Aching, begging you to come help And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Stitches by Shawn Mendes

“Aldo, they don’t need you to protect them from everyone and everything. They can fight their own battles, but they do need you to love and support them and back them up. They are strong, but not so strong that they can always stand on their own. And you can’t go it alone either. I have faith that you will fix this. Find your voice…maybe write a song.” It’s not such a bad idea, maybe mom is on to something…but I am not ready to forgive myself so how can I expect them to forgive me? “Stitches” by Shawn Mendez is now my go to song. I have learned to play it and I can sing it pretty well and I definitely feel like without Nova I am falling apart and will need to be stitched up. I hate myself f

he added. Felicity’s eyes lit up as she found hope. That this time, she would not be working as a stripper. Instead, she has a chance to work in a company. But when Felicity realized that she had no experience working in such an enormous company, her shoulders shrugged. She became melancholy. ‘Right. I shouldn’t be happy with what he said. I knew my capabilities. And working in a company is not my thing. I don’t much about paper works,’ she thought.

she knows what it means to be hurt yet, you can't cry it out. " You might not have someone to tell your problems to, they will not always be there for you compared to how available you always are for them but that doesn't mean you should sulk alone pilling your feelings deep within you" she takes in a deep breath, " release yourself from the stress and emotional trauma, let it out. Breath in and belief everything is fine, make them know you are alright but don't forget to shatter when you are alone 'cause that's the only way you can become strong again"

It wasn’t much, just enough to survive. But things went bad, the business failed. Then tragedy struck, they died in an accident. After their funeral, everything fell apart. Lira, the one they trusted the most stole the little money we had left and vanished. She left me to drown alone. That money could’ve helped us breathe, even for a little while. Instead, the debts kept growing, the pressure became unbearable. and one day, the bank came and threw me out of the house with no mercy. Since then, I decided to work, earn money, pay the bills, and clear the debt so I could survive.

Felix’s scent is strong, indicating that he is somewhere in the room, but I don’t bother to look for him. I slowly move my hands to my lower abdomen, and I feel stitches. I gasp. A feeling of dread, fear and anger washes over me. Then, tears. I try not to show him that he finally got to me, and he broke me, but the tears roll down my sides to my ears. “Don’t worry, the stitches will fall off and you will be as good as new,” he walks towards me and stands next to the bed. He looks down at me, a faint smile on his lips.

It's not the first time I'm hearing the statement, considering how the word had gotten out some days ago to the public, the wedding is set to happen tomorrow, but it's clear my reaction to it is never right because when I do so, people stare like they don't understand why I'm giving such in the first place but I reply anyway, "Hmm." He stares, just like they all do, somehow lost all of a sudden, I wave my hand towards my door and that snaps him out of it, the male taking a bow before turning around and leaving. As soon as he's gone, I let out a sigh, trying to calm down the way my stomach won't stop churning. For the last few days, I have cancelled almost all my appointments, avoided the pap

"Stitch had a bullet wound in his hind leg, but it's been treated and bandaged. He won't be able to walk on it for a while, but he's going to be okay." A surge of gratitude swelled within me, knowing that both Stitch and I had survived that harrowing night. However, guilt still gnawed at my heart. "I'm so sorry, Abaddon. I must have put you through hell. I shouldn't have insisted that you go home. I should have listened, and…" Abaddon's fingers tenderly brushed through my hair as he spoke in a soft, reassuring tone. "Lia, none of this is your fault. You couldn't have predicted what would happen."

'You know I want you it's not a secret I try to hide, I know you want me so don't keep saying our hands are tied, you claim it's not in the tide', Running a towel through my wet hair, I walked out of my bathroom and followed the sound of my ringing tone, it was from my favorite movie, 'the greatest showman', my phone lay on a side of my bed, I sang along as I picked the phone up and answered the call, it was my mum. "Hey mum what's up", I dressed as I spoke, "Your sister wants to talk to you", I could hear her tell my sister to calm down as she handed the phone over to her "Hello Bree, how are you? I miss you so much", Diane's cute little voice filled my ear, "I'm fine, how are you feeling n