The Pipes Are Broken Novels & Stories

Asking for more. Jeremy broke the kiss, his breath a raw shudder. "I have to ask you this" he said. His voice sounded hoarse and he still held her. "Do you love me?" Do you still love me? Say it! Say it!" Jeremy demanded. Penny broke away from him with a last effort gathered from the remnants of her waning strength. She gathered herself quickly, straightening her shoulders and nodding even though her breath came in gasps and her lips stung from his kiss. She walked unsteadily across to the window and stood staring out into the darkness... Her back towards him.

Wright added wardrobe closets in his room for my clothes and other personal things. But last week, he told me not to come for a while because the water pipe in his unit broke, and he is currently staying at his parent's house. I tapped my fingers on the table while facing my academic books, I can't concentrate and kept looking at my phone. "It has been three days, and his phone is still out-of-coverage area," I whispered. I put my head on my hand and sighed deeply.

I ask in a cold voice with a straight face trying to hide the fear creeping up my throat threatening to choke me. "I thought I would come say hello to my mate and you really didn't make it easy to get in. Almost like you didn't want me to come in, but that would be ridiculous. I broke a window and climbed through. Those aren't reinforced. You really wanna be careful with that because someone could just break in whenever they want. Luckily this time it was just me." It almost sounds like he is genuinely concerned about it, yet I know better. He is fucking crazy.

She asked, sounding as if time might not be on Johnny’s side. “Miss Bowman was it?” Johnny asked shortly, and she answered in the affirmative, “I’m a commercial welder, I’m on a contract on the pipeline up here in Alaska! I don’t know how quickly I can get back there, but you can be damn sure I’m on the next available flight!” he said as he jammed his feet into his work boots. “Now tell me what the hell happened to Sara!”

“Since last night, they have had problems with the amount of water, so the records show they cut off the flow through that pipe.” “That’s weird.” “Yes, it is... I think you should check the pipe. We lose nothing by trying.” “Yeah, you’re right. Guys, let’s look for tools. Fast!” Quickly, my men bring tools that allow us to open the pipes. We broke them, when suddenly I heard... TIC - TAC–TIC-TAC... “STOP EVERYTHING! Bring me a flashlight and a chair.” They hand me a flashlight and I get on the chair so I can look inside the pipe while I follow the sound.

I put a hand on my mouth, because I didn't know how noisy and deafening my screams could be once she would appear clear. I began snivelling, she was getting closer to me, I could sense her motion. My heart would leave my side anytime, any moment. "P—Please n—no," I supplicated brokenly, but the rustling continued getting closer and closer with each second. My snivelling morphed into loud sobs with the back of my hand covering my mouth. "Please, don't, p—please, p—please," I fell on my knees, having an episode.

Of course, she wasn’t there now. She’d probably walked off laughing, imagining me crawling around in the dark like some rat. “Fix the pipe,” I muttered bitterly, kicking a loose pebble across the floor. “As if I know anything about this.” The pebble clattered down into a dark pit between the pipes. I leaned over slightly but couldn’t see the bottom. My stomach flipped. “Okay, yeah… don’t fall down there,” I whispered. I forced myself to move. The pipes hissed faintly as I touched them, some cold, others faintly warm.

Sophia held a high-intensity lantern, its beam cutting through the gloom to reveal a terrifying sight: a massive, diagonal fissure running across the primary vaulted ceiling of Sector 4. "It’s the 'Kintsugi' call," Raven said, his voice echoing flatly against the damp walls. He ran a gloved hand over the crack. "The heat spike we sent down the pipes yesterday made the old metal conduits expand faster than the surrounding concrete. It’s like a bone growing too fast for the skin. If we don't bridge this gap, the street above—the main artery to the Southern Ward—will subside by morning."

“We'll be lucky if we have food this winter.” “The storm took more than that.” Another said with a sigh. He pointed to a far end where a foul stench rose from. “The drainage is broken again.” Both of them, Tomas and Redd, moved towards the broken drainage. The drainage was nothing more than a crude channel cut into the earth, used to divert dirty water. The storm had ripped it apart, leaving it clogged with debris.

Ivory turned and was about to walk back into the company when she realized Gadreel was yet to give her the video footage. “Gadreel,” She turned around and called out to him, about to follow after him, when suddenly, a truck was passing by, carrying on its back, metal pipes. Suddenly, the truck hit a speed breaker and Ivory watched with wide eyes and pounding heart as several of the metal pipes on the back lost their balance and came crashing down. Directly in Gadreel’s direction. “Gadreel, watch out!”