Triste Realidad Novels & Stories

I asked softly. Tristan’s jaw tensed. “I thought maybe I could drink the grief away too. That if I drank enough, it wouldn’t feel so… loud.” He looked at me again, and his tears spilled freely now. “But it didn’t work. Nothing works. Because I never got to see ours, Elona. I never got to hear a heartbeat or see your stomach swell with our baby or have an ultrasound image. You didn’t even know in time and I—” He broke. His hands clenched the edge of the desk as if it were the only thing anchoring him to earth. I stepped closer, my heart shattering.

"Carlos I'm not the bad person here, why are you getting mad at me?" Carlos runs his hands through his hair again and sigh, he was very exhausted now. "I'm not mad at you, I'm angry at myself." He looked out of the garden and Garrett became silent, they stood there watching the sunset in silence. Triffany sat down in her room operating her computer, she goes through some of her emails, all the job interview she did which they did not accept her. Triffany started crying, she felt her life was so miserable, she couldn't find a job, even after graduation and now she is getting married to someone who doesn't even love her, someone who doesn't have her contact or know her name.

“I'm leaving Spain. Been a year since Stacie disappeared. Each day I spend here reminds me more of her. I think I'm gonna go nuts if I stick around any longer.“ Dr. Smith nodded. Of course, he understood. “Where will you go?“ “California. My Uncle demands my presence. The company needs me. I can't put off my return any longer. “ “Will you be alright?“ Down the tears rolled again. Arthur was in a fit of sobs, rubbing at his aching heart. “Honestly? I doubt I'm ever gonna be alright. Stacie was my lifeline. She was the only reason I had to live. To be happy. I'm never gonna be alright without her.“ “But Arthur, Stacie is gone... “ “I know. More than anyone, I know Stacie abandoned me. That's

Until I realized how deformed my life was. I loved a man, who made me see how life could be messy and complicated. I loved a man, who taught me how living can be harsh and scary. That sometimes, the Thank You, I'm Sorry and I Love You sounds so empty, sounds void. That kindness and goodness would take you nowhere. He made me see the other side of the world, its darkest reality. And it includes Him.

Since you, who introduced me to this abysmal reality, should pay for what you've done. "I'm going to get rid of trashes like you, do you understand? I will give my all to survive in my next life, and if, in any case, I can't? I swear to fucking drag you down to hell with me. Let's suffer together in my next life, you filthy devil." Celestin still managed to smirk even though blood was spurting from her mouth at every word she utter.

I couldn’t bear to see the man I loved walking away from me, couldn’t bear to face the reality of my shattered dreams. Stumbling through the halls, the weight of my grief weighed down on me as I realized that my worst nightmare was about to become a reality. And no matter how hard I tried to fight it, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I felt like my world had just ended.

“Leave me alone! I’ve had enough!” Footsteps sounded behind me, slow and unhurried, as if they already knew I wouldn’t get far. I spun around. “Don’t follow me!” Draven raised both hands. “Relax. We aren’t chasing you.” “Then stay away from me!” “We’re trying,” he said, lips twitching. “You just keep making it difficult.” “How am I making anything difficult?” “By refusing to accept reality.” I let out a bitter laugh. “Reality? My parents were murdered. My husband disappeared. Two identical men keep telling me I married neither of them, and now you’re talking about another world. You don’t get to lecture me about reality.”

Randy had built around her. Maya said she regretted it deeply. She hated her own stupidity and hated that she had not been firm enough. But she also knew it was too late to say any of that now. I opened the later letters one by one. Almost all of them were Maya reminiscing when we were still dating. Those beautiful memories now seemed so unreal. I believed Maya's love for me in those moments had been real, and I also believed her current regret was real. But I had already let go.

I said about leaving. " Where to? " " Their door post of course" " Melanie it's disrespectful " " Dad its also disrespectful to make a an owner if a property or a home a beggar, well this isn't rude or disrespectful just showing them that without them we can survive, we can still do thing they feel we can't" " She is your mom after all" " Dad she isn't my mom, my mom died fourteen een years ago, I only have a father" I said and left.

“Bastard! You are insane!! JESUS CHRIST!!!” I yelled, clutching my shot arm.He moved closer.“I want to finish you off but I won’t sully my hands with the blood of an individual whose heart is as hard as a stone, who’s selfish enough to think only about himself. Look around you, Reece. No one is coming to save you, you have nobody, your walls are crumbling down and...” he shot my other arm.I shrieked, whimpering and grunting as the pain was unbearable.“... you are going to die painfully.”