Timmy Thick Now Novels & Stories

Tim laughed and said, “I said I'd give you ten seconds to think about it. Now, time is up.” After saying that, Tim's eyes turned cold as he ordered, “Tiger Knights, listen to my command. Take them down!” An angry shout resounded throughout the place! Thud, thud, thud! In an instant, the thunderous sound of footsteps filled the small square outside the residence!

“But I don't want any more drama in my life right now, so sleeping with you doesn't mean we're dating.” “Let's see if you think so later.” And then he pulls his shirt over his head and pushes me onto the bed. For a second, I don't react. Timmy is no longer the skinny, clumsy boy of years ago. His body is firm, muscular, defined as if he'd spent hours in a gym I never knew he went to. He looks so out of place in my messy room, arms folded as he stares at me with a half-smile. And that's when my mind chooses to betray me.

Tyler and Maeve invited them, they're all from campus and I'm sure I've struck conversations with them once or twice. The music is so damn loud that it makes my skin tingle and my lungs feel like mush. The bass in here is thumping in time with my heart beat as if they are one, filling me from head to toe with nothing but music. I love the song that's playing and I turn around and spot Tim on the decks. I just got to know that he's a dj the other day when I called Jim, inviting him to the party. His brother is awesome with his work. Cross me by Ed Sheeran is playing and I nod my head to the beat.

Winter settled over Millbrook quietly, snow gathering along broken sidewalks and rusted fences until everything looked cleaner than it truly was. The diner was warm, windows fogged with steam, the smell of fresh bread drifting through the room. Busy. I liked busy. Busy left little room for memories. "You've gotten faster," Mae said, glancing over as I balanced a tray of clean dishes against my hip. "I've had a good teacher." "Flattery won't get you out of peeling potatoes."

It kept me happy for a while, until it started to lose meaning. And now I just have my Birdie and I get to feel something when he's with me, even if all we do is fight and fuck. "Oh my fucking god!" Timmy yells, moving back and holding his head in frustration. He's only fourteen, but he looks bigger than that, "You're just going to sit there and take it? You're so fucking pathetic, I can’t stand it!" I snap out of that horrifying future and stare at the wall in absolute disbelief.

Merida tried to get herself from his grasp but he was too strong. Timothy sneered, "I'm here to see the happy couple who's planning a wedding. Did you think I wouldn't know? Do you take me for a fool?" "I hate you, Timothy. Please just let me go. Get your filthy hands off me." Merida spat on his face. Timothy chuckled, "You were never this feisty, what happened to stupid weak Merida? I really liked that version of you. This new you who's f*cking that club guard is getting on my f*cking nerves!"

I laughed awkwardly, realizing I'd said too much. Tim didn't press me. "What kind of music?" he asked, smoothly changing the subject. "Oh, all kinds of stuff," I said, relieved. "Indie, alternative, some pop...depends on my mood, really. I’ve been really into The Lunar Echoes lately, have you heard of them?" "The Lunar Echoes?" Tim asked, his face lighting up. "Dude, they're awesome! I've been listening to them for years!"

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

I said as I hugged one of Clyde's legs. "Jacob... Calm down... Tell me everything..." he said and held my arm to assure me that everything was going to be alright. "Clyde... There's two people, who were so weird and introduced themselves to me... The first one is a middle-age man and his name is Timothee. I... I was scared of him but there's something within me that says it's like I've known him for a long time. And there's this guy, sama as our age whose name is Minhyun SEO. And I look just like him," I said while trying to calm myself down.

Miguel Pov: I have been f*cking out for two good days! Two precious days and it's all because of him! "Hey...are you even listening to me?" Sebastian asked, still chuckling which made me quirk an eyebrow at him. I don't know where the confidence came from but I really wanted to let loose right now. My body is as stiff as a rock. "Uhh, I'm sorry? What were you saying?" I stretched my legs and a moan escaped my lips due to how comfortable it felt.