Unsaid Novels & Stories

He answered. (Translation: I am listening.) "Unhone h-hum par bharosa bhi nahi kiya." She again sobbed. (Translation: They didn't even trust m-me.) "Main karta hoon." His voice never wavered. (Translation: I do.)

It was dated three days earlier and the foot read, “Waiting for a fucking tsunami to wash away all this shit.” Jim frowned. Silvia, using fucking? That was odd. Not that she was exactly a Disney princess, but she never cursed on her social posts. Surely she was having some trouble at work, or she’d had a fight with her lover. The second day without any news from her surprised him even more, but he found nothing new on her social networks. By the third day, his mood fluctuated between concerned and annoyed, especially because he’d done his best with his last post, and he was sure she wouldn’t resist the temptation to reply.

["Did you give Gonzalo the copy of your sex video with Avi?" "What?" ["It's all over the news, dumb-ass!"] "What the fuck are you talking about, Philip?!" ["I told you, open the television, and you'll see what I am fucking talking about, man!"] I no longer answered Philip, and I immediately reached for the TV remote on the side table. "Fuck!" "Avianna Alejandro having a sex scandal with a famous businessman... for money?" ["You now saw it? You are a fucked up jerk, Primo! My father was so angry, right now."]

Gahd, why does his face look like a puppy that is already cute but looking even cuter that you can't just resist. "O-Okay, it's fine really, I should be the one saying sorry, I'm the one who bumped into you by running in the hall." I just faced forward where our teachers are, I can't handle all this pressure giving to me. "Bess why is your face red? And your ears as well are red." Max simply whispers that into my ear "You fine?" Asked Main "Yes, I'm good thanks guys." Cool down Dianna don't worry too much. "Okay class have fun with Mr. Zandoval and with your history class, thank you again sir for the time."

Nobody there could understand. Sugai stood with his hands on his hips, head up, and sighed. He felt impossible, he wanted to cry but tried to stop the tears from flowing. He really didn't understand why his girlfriend and Daisy couldn't escape Yuki's death. It's confusing. Clearly, they’re all strangers who met each other in a different country, yet their affections were still closer than the relatives. Sugai said in pain, “Are you two going to let me continue to live?"

"I'm sorry, I can't do this." "Holy snakes!" Ken exclaimed. This time he was up on his feet, pacing from side to side. "What the fuck can you do? No, tell me, what? All you’ve got to do is deliver some stuff to a client off Eastbay in your mother's stead since you both look alike, almost her height, and the perfect double. But no, you are a fucking chicken, such lazy bones, spoilt brat! Trust me you are doing this, like it or not."

Visitor • • • • "What are talking about? Of course not." "Ehhh, then tell me!" "Mrs. principal herself told me that it's a secret. Gets?" He whispered the 'ahh' 'I-get-it-now' sound while nodding his head. "Ughhh." "Oh? What's wrong?" "It's so unfair. I have already received mine but you haven't yet. How's that possible?"

Only somehow. he didn’t sound con‌vin⁠cing at all.

Defeated. ---

I thumbed the dial up. Her spine went rigid. The glass in her hand trembled. She pressed her thighs together hard under the tablecloth, lips parting on a sharp, silent inhale. The guy kept talking, oblivious, while Chloe’s cheeks flushed deeper by the second. She tried to answer him. The words came out thin and shaky. I turned it higher.