Unfortunately Yours: A Novel Novels & Stories

" I immediately run towards her, and I was about to push her... But... It's too late. I found our body lying on the road with blood. I tried to reach out her hand even though I cant hardly move my body and my eyes are getting blurry. "J...J...Joy... Joy... Wake...up. Wake up. Joy... Wake up." I shed tears. I keep patting her hands, but she's not responding to me anymore. My eyes are getting blurry that I want to close my eyes now. However, before I could close my eyes, I saw... The door of the car opened. From inside a woman come out. I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

I am safe. I'm not in San Francisco. I'm no longer there. I am safe. I am safe. I am safe. I have Sassy and Lucian right here. I'm not alone. I am safe. I am safe. Lucian wouldn't hurt me. Lucian wouldn't let me get hurt. I am safe.

James interjected in a flabbergasted tone, only for Whitney to regain control of the wheel. "She's not as perfect as everyone thinks, dad. Get used to the idea. Why don't you ask her yourself? I'm sure she'll act her way out of it like she does everything else, but give it a shot anyway. P.S, you don't know a single thing about my life in Maine. Because you haven't stopped badgering me to come back to California for two seconds to ask. The people out here are real. They get four seasons! For the first time in my life, I'm getting to see snow. I'm known for working hard, my art, and what I have to offer this town...not for being Theresa York's dumpster fire of a sister. You're not the only on

I look at them for a long time. Then I go to my desk and I open the Meridian file and I read the first paragraph and I close the file. I sit in the dark with the city outside and the silence of a house that has only ever had one person in it and something in the third layer pressing, very quietly, against the walls of its containment. She is staying local. I told myself this was over.

It pained me to witness her distress, to see her crumbling before my eyes. "Please, don't hurt me," she flinched, her words laced with desperation and vulnerability. My heart shattered at the sound of her plea, as I realized the depth of her torment. Something was terribly wrong, something beyond the scope of my understanding. "Oh shit," I muttered, my own emotions swirling within me. I knew in my gut that this was far from a normal situation. Anya's disoriented state, her palpable fear, it all pointed to something deeper, something darker that was consuming her from within.

Aubrey I arrive home after a long flight, exhausted and sad. I wish I could have stayed longer, but I am glad I found the courage to tell him how I truly felt. I didn’t expect him to feel the same. Smiling at the thought, I go to unlock the door—and realize it’s already open. What the hell? I’m sure I locked it. I push it open. An eerie feeling overtakes me. My apartment is trashed. Everything is smashed. I freeze, fear gripping me. Who did this? What if they’re still here? Only Benji would do this—but how did he get in? How did no one hear it?

I'm tired of being the one people are ashamed of. Later that evening I am sitting down on my sofa looking through a medical textbook. I am currently looking up different versions of Amnesia. I can't stop thinking about Jared. How scary it must be to have to go through all this. I also can't stop thinking about Laynie. I had never met her but I know she must assume from all those months ago that her husband cheated on her. The signs were all there. I just couldn't say anything without revealing myself.

I feel as though I have already failed this surreal destiny being laid out in front of me. Desperate for a change of topic, I jumped at the chance to continue our conversation about the night of my 18th Birthday. "Would you mind telling me about this event that happened on my birthday five years ago? I know we didn't get to finish our conversation about it at the restaurant before I lost my cool." "Ah, yes. The Great Shift is what we refer to it as. Did anything strange happen during your first shift that hasn't happened since?" asked Marcus.

I was the only hijabi in the whole damn school. "Well, you moved here with your parents?" Jessie whispered in my ears as the teacher was already in the class. "No, actually.. my parents died in a car accident and a week ago I lost my grandpa, I moved to London to my uncle, " I told her in detail and she squeezed my hand tried to comfort me. "You are so innocent Ana be aware of the assholes of school but you don't have to worry about Lily and her gang as now you are my friend " she smiled a little and I looked at her with surprise.

I froze outside the door, silently lowering the hand I had raised to knock. After that, I quietly went to the hospital and ended the life of the unborn child. He came up with all sorts of excuses to refuse me, yet he was willing to have a child with another she-wolf. The thought alone sent a deep sense of disappointment creeping into my heart. That night, Nora sent me a photo. It was a screenshot of a chat. She and Ethan were excitedly discussing which brand of baby formula to buy. A few minutes later, she deleted the screenshot and apologized to me, saying, "Oops, sorry, Lucy! I sent that by mistake. You probably didn't see it, right?"