They Bet On Me Begging I Left With Everything Novels & Stories

I said. "248 people placed a bet on you that you were going to win tonight. Do your best," he said as I nodded. I went back to my bike as the lady began to calm down. I ignited my engine more and more. The only images flashing through my head: Blair being kidnapped. My dad is connected to it. It can't make any sense.

"Craig… w-we've been buddies since we were kids, yeah? We grew up together! I even took a beating in your place back in school. Don't you remember that?" Forcing out an appeasing smile, he said, "I was just kidding with you earlier. Why would you ever take me seriously? You know me. I say the stupidest things when I'm drunk. Just ignore everything I said, okay?" He reached out to sling his arm over my shoulders. "You can have all 1.2 million dollars. Let's just forget about the bets, yeah? After all, in our country, private betting is heavily frowned upon…"

“No you're not, that asshole's words don't mean anything. It’s okay, babe. Breathe. It’s going to be okay.” “But it’s not,” I whispered, pulling back just enough to look at her. My voice was raw and trembling. “Today is the last day of the bet. Tomorrow… Megan gets to destroy me and besides, what if I can’t pay the debt and everything just falls apart?” Lucille looked deeply sympathetic. She ordered herself a drink and stayed beside me while I kept drinking. I glanced at the time on my phone. It was late already, but a desperate, far-fetched idea pushed through the fog.

The day before our second anniversary, my boyfriend, Henry Hayes, invites a group of friends from his hometown over for a nice dinner. After a few rounds of drinks, my best friend, Rachel Quinton, kicks off a drinking game in the Southern dialect. "I… slept with one of the guys in this room. We kept going at it for more than a day—and we did it in his girlfriend's bed." The entire table bursts into laughter. Holding his wine glass, Henry lets out a small laugh and answers in the same dialect. "In that case… I used up two boxes of protection with my girlfriend's best friend behind her back." As the laughter grows louder, Rachel kicks Henry under the table. "Keep your voice down! She's sit

“How about, to keep the ladies out of our game: “I’ll write you an IOU for one million dollars, AFTER I lose,” Leo walks up to Chad, knowing exactly how to play on a proud ego, “...so that if you lose, we can just call it a friendly game and end it there. What do you think?” I think I want to snap that arrogant head off your neck! Chad’s eyes glare fire at Leo’s right-out insult.

I took a deep breath, then stepped forward. "I heard every word you just said. It's fine if all of you believe I've only been helping out because I had something to gain. Carmen just told everyone she'd do it for free. She has plenty of time and doesn't expect anything in return." I went on, "So, let me make this perfectly clear. From this day forward, I'm done helping everyone. Whether it's accepting your packages or watching your kids, don't come knocking on my door." As soon as I finished speaking, the entire courtyard fell silent.

Everyone at Bayport High knew I had a weakness for hot guys. Nolan Caldwell was the hottest. I'd been top of my class for years. Then I stopped studying and ditched school for him. We spent all night gaming and hitting clubs. I even let him talk me into skipping the SAT. When someone posted a school poll—[Who would throw away their future for love?]—I won by a landslide. Everyone said I was nuts to tank my future over a guy. I just smiled. "Nolan wants to be part of my future. "Once he's done partying, I'll help him get into Westbridge U." Besides, a month before the SAT, Westbridge was already reviewing my application through a special admissions process. I didn't need an SAT score.

All I had to do was remain defiant to the very end and eventually he would give up, right? "Alright then, let's bet on it, Marissa." Travis stuck his hand out, smiling ruefully, and man, that smile was amazing. "Lets." We sealed the deal and began our bet of wills, shaking on it.There was absolutely no way that I would allow him to take me down. And if he thought that he could defeat me, he was in for a rude awakening. After that, Travis left in a hurry, making up some excuse about having work to do, leaving it just me and my mom.

It's up to you now Aunt Matilda, since you don't want to support me with my desires, I'll leave El to you. I took a bet, and the one next to me wins. I bet again… I deeply sighed. And lastly… I bet the last money I have left. I smiled when I immediately recovered the money I bet earlier and made more money afterwards. Thank you! I left the game and thought of trying another game. The people in that part stared at me.

“Got robbed? What did you expect with your gold watch and whatsoever.” “Please,” I begged with my palms together. “Take me back to where you picked me this morning. I’m begging you,” I said breathlessly, tired from the running. I’d never really begged someone. I always bought them with money. But there I was no one. I was nothing. “I don’t care if you were robbed. If you don’t have money on you, step out.” “I have enough to pay you. It’s all I’m left with. But I’ll pay you.”