The Simple Life 2: Road Trip Novels & Stories

I was safe, but our pup could not be saved. Before leaving, they placed a body that resembled me to stage my death. Then, they carried me onto the helicopter and disappeared into the night. ... I woke to a familiar ceiling, the one I'd grown up under, yet it felt like a stranger's place. I was back at the Dark Moon pack. My hand flew to my flat belly. The tiny flutter of life that had once been there was gone. My pup... was gone. Tears leaked sideways into the pillow. "I'm sorry," I murmured. "I'm so sorry..."

To live in fear every day from now until I lower the boom on their asses somewhere down the line. I didn’t call Fontane to let him know we were on the way, just pulled into his driveway and breathed a sigh of relief when his car was there, along with the burnt-out mess that was once Victoria’s ride. I guess I have way more petty in me than I ever knew because I can’t wait to get back home to listen to the day’s recording to hear her meltdown live. Her tears are my new source of vitamin A. I’ma feed off that shit until she runs out until they both do.

No one would ever disrupt my life again. I exhaled and told the empty room, "I did it, Grandpa." The setting sun stretched my shadow long behind me. I walked out of the corporate building, where my driver was already waiting at the entrance. "Would you like to head back to the Carlisle residence, Ms. Carlisle?" I nodded. "Yes. It's a good day. I want to spend some time with Grandpa." The car glided smoothly down the road. I watched the scenery pass by, feeling completely at peace.

The scene shifted again. We were sitting on a sightseeing tram, warm lights illuminating people in the night. I waved to the passengers in the tram across from us. "Today's my birthday. Can you wish me a happy one?" "Happy birthday!" "Happy birthday!" "Wishing you many happy, healthy years ahead!" "May you live to 100 and party every year along the way!" Laughter filled the footage—mine and William's. Slowly, his laughter was laced with stifled sobs.

Rojan should have feel better when the road is as spacious as the life alone in the world. But not having people around weirded him out. He keep shoving away what appear in front of him, a nasty beep of notifications. Text appear, stated, that vehicle become a useless transportation. “What the!” referring to the creep sight that keep appearing in his line of vision, he thought of his mustang. He glared at it when his mustang stop functioning, and he feel his head heated up.

Dad roared, rushing into the bedroom and yanking Mom up from the bed. Mom rubbed the sleep from her eyes with a huff and said self-righteously, "I sold them all! And I got two bucks for it! Don't you know how hard it is for us to survive in an economy like this? I'm being frugal so that we can live a better life!" Dad was so mad that he nearly fainted on the spot. He hurried over to the old family computer, sweating profusely, and switched it on, thinking of printing another copy as quickly as possible.

She didn't even have the courage to die! She clutched the wad of money in her pocket tightly against her thigh, thinking of the stranger she had met. "Life is worth it, life is worth it..." The words from the note echoed in her mind, and Anna silently decided that before giving up on everything, she would visit her mother and have a nice meal with her and grandma. She had money, she still had money.

Whenever they were in a bad mood, they'd take it out on me, leaving my face and body covered in scars. Eventually, I was sold to a middle-aged couple, who had just lost their son. They took me to a remote, impoverished village. Lex and Gina Little had bought me, not because they wanted a son, but because they wanted someone to serve them and take care of them when they grew old. Since I was older, I was the cheapest option. From the moment I arrived at their house, I had to wake up before dawn to start work. I farmed, fed pigs, and even prepared their meals and did their laundry on a strict schedule.

*** GIANNA *** Back to reality. As soon as the plane landed, I felt the change. All day, I've been avoiding thinking about this, about going back to my real life, but I guess there was no escaping it now. Although I sat in the car with the Russo family, I already felt the loss. The weekend is one I'll store away in my mind for those rainy days to come because I'm sure I'll never have another like it.

However, in this life, even after I stepped aside, they still didn't end up together? "Come home. The Truss family heir position was always meant for you. Your mother cries over that family photo every day. S-She really misses you." Dad's exhausted voice came through the phone, shocking me all over again. In my previous life, I waited a lifetime hoping they would really look at me and love me the way I loved them. Even when I died, that hope never came true. In this life, I had let everything go, yet now they were all scrambling to apologize to me. It was honestly laughable.