Twisted Smile Novels & Stories

he shouted his time. “Try me,” she smiled and got near me. She lifted my chin up. “I don’t know what’s special about you. You are just a pathetic girl hides behind Chris.” I want to slap her talking with me like this in a desperate situation. I raised my hands to slap her to prove to her I’m not pathetic or afraid for her. Chris acted as I did. He slapped her hard, she fell on the floor with her hands on her left cheek" “How can you?” she started.

"Mr. Gage, I already told you—Ms. Esmeray is Mr. Stewart's esteemed guest." The smile vanished from Simon's face. It was replaced by a cold expression that filled the car with tension. My dad awkwardly withdrew his hand. "I was just joking." The car fell silent after that, but the group chat became lively again. Estel sent an angry emoji before adding, "Esmeray, what did you say to Simon? Why is he siding with you?" I was just as surprised. I hadn't said anything to Simon. Estel's frustration boiled over. "If I find out you said something you shouldn't have, I'll make your life miserable."

"You should be glad I still refer to you as a family despite the pitiful condition you are in. You should be glad you have two able men like me and my father but here you are feeling so full of yourself as you have always been, what a pity." "Stop that Jake,you shouldn't upset him,you know it's bad for his health."Simpson said walking close to the two young men slowly. "Why are you stopping him, aren't you here to do the same?"Alex asked, snapping at him. "I have grown past that Alex,you should know that yourself and moreover,I'm glad to see that you still have the same reaction you always do since you had this accident."He said leaning close to him. "And it annoys me to see you breathing on

And most importantly, what did they want with us? "I hope you can swim," the one at my back whose dark mask had red stitching on one cheek said. "Are we going for a swim?" My blonde friend asked. The other one chuckled, "Something like that." With a grimace, red stitching bent and pushed open a hole in the ground covered by a metal lid. The smell that wafted up was rancid. I covered my nose and my eyes watered. "What's in there?" Trish asked in a small, unsure voice.

"I made the decision to spend some time out of town. to clear my head, as you know. That evening I visited a bar. Though it was not my regular scene, I wanted to briefly forget everything. Isabella leaned forward, her interest aroused. "Go on." Flash back The packed dimly lit bar had the murmur of chatter merging with the bass-heavy music. Sharon sat at the counter sipping her drink; the weight of her recent heartbreak hurt her heart. From next to her, a deep voice questioned, "Rough day?" She turned to find a man with a confident smile and sharp blue eyes. He was naturally handsome. his well-fitting suit suggested authority and riches.

His voice was high-pitched, which was unlike a man's voice. Who could tell me what was going on here?! I forced myself to stay calm and nodded, just wanting to wait until my parents came home to ask what was happening. He poured a glass of water, then stuck out his tongue and licked the edge of the glass before smiling at me possessively and handing it to me. His smile felt vulgar, and I felt as though there was slime crawling across my face. I almost gagged. "Thank you," I said, taking the cup and retreating to my room, locking the door behind me. I then put the glass of water down with trembling hands. Something like this must have happened plenty of times already.

she now knew that if she wanted a healthy pregnancy she had to start eating more than just fish and the fake meat. she smiled so much i sometimes wondered if it was a habit she couldn’t break, but then i considered myself. around her i was constantly smiling and was successfully -also medicating- handling my rage. i only shifted that one time in the forest and last night since it was a full moon. but me smiling wasn’t a habit.

, Willaim's mom said all of a sudden, taking my hands in hers sharply with an alluring smile and I gave her crooked smile. Finally what?! * * *

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth