Stumble Over Words Novels & Stories

Tripping over my words, I shoved the bouquet out in front of me and stammered, "Y-You look v-very c-cute." I cringed at the sound of my stuttering voice. I never stuttered around anyone, but it was like my tongue had suddenly become tongue-tied just because of her. When the weight of the flowers was freed from my hands, I looked up from the ground in surprise and was met with the captivating sight of her little button nose buried in the purple flower and her bright violet eyes peeking over the tops of the bouquet. "It smells v-very nice." I awkwardly rubbed the back of my head. "It's okay if you don't like it... I just happened to pass by a flower shop on the way here and impulsively grabbed

I stood still and forgot to blink while my heart decided to jingle against the chambers of my chest. Now sweaty, my hands trembled, making the food they held feel extremely heavy. One by one, the fruits began slipping off my fingers, eager to feel the hard surface beneath my feet. Words showed a new pair of heels, and off, they played hide and seek in the back of my throat, and now, only a lump wanted to come out. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE!?”

NOAH Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. I blinked, completely thrown off guard. I hadn’t expected that. It was as if the ground had shifted beneath me, and now everything felt out of balance. “Wait, what?” I stammered, my confusion clear in my voice. “Why?”

she stuttered. TBC...

Despite my efforts to stay strong, the sting of their words cut deeply. As I entered the kitchen, I was met with curious stares from the house helpers who seemed taken aback by my presence. My anxiety began to resurface, the unfamiliar setting and the gaze of strangers intensifying my discomfort. I silently repeated a mantra in my head—"Smell the flowers, blow the candles"—a mantra meant to quell my nervousness. Each repetition was a desperate attempt to regain my composure and overcome my jitters.

The words hung in the air, each one piercing my heart with a mix of fear and uncertainty. Unable to mask my tremor, I mustered the courage to speak, my voice quivering with a blend of disbelief and desperation. "I... I don't understand. What are you talking about?" The words escaped my lips, carrying with them the weight of my confusion and a plea for clarity.

When my mother-in-law saw that Edwin was in the hospital too, she got scared and hid behind Mandy. Edwin lost it when he saw her. "Mom, did you give me rotten meat and pasta that had gone bad again? You knew I had a big meeting today, didn't you? You've messed up everything! You always unplug the fridge to save a few pennies, and then the food goes bad. Look, we've ended up here, having to spend a fortune. I even lost my job. What are you trying to do, ruin me?" I watched Edwin freak out and had to try my best to keep from laughing.

I stumbled after her. What on earth was going on here?

He kicked over a chair that was standing right in front of me and settled down on it with a depressing look. I looked at him with a confused face trying to understand all that he was saying to me. I tried to think about his words but nothing was bearing in my head for it was blank as hell and I was unable to remember anything that has transpired in the past. My words failed me as I tried defending myself just to tell him that I have no idea about everything that happened, ‘I…I..don’t…” I blinked my eyes, stuttering out loud to complete my words but I was stuck in speaking the truth.