Novel & Cerita White Noise Lyrics Will Wood

I was damping my hands before tapping my face lightly with water. I hope this wakes me up. “Get your shit together, Lianna!” I whispered to myself. I turned the faucet off and that was when silence enveloped the bathroom. Something crawled within my skin. I didn’t realize I was all alone in the restroom! With fear and slight annoyance, I quickly walked out of the bathroom with my heart beating loudly. I was so fucking scared, alright! “Fuck,” I cursed. “What the hell was that?” I held my chest tightly, hoping a single hand of mine would at least calm the beating. But it didn’t work, my heart was hammering through my ribs and it was amplifying through my whole system.

Words of Billie Eilish songs playing in the background 'quite when I'm coming home and I'm on my own I could lie, say I like it that, like it like that I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that... The chorus keeps on playing, like snow falling on cedar while everything else faded. The she-wolf seated there all alone with eyes on her mate as one drop of tear fell from them on to her lap. THE END

the rest of his speech is near distinctive as he starts rambling and I sigh as I get up and walk towards him; each step echoing through the near slight room. "Now, now. I asked that they leave their sirens off and not enter the building as to not cause a commotion and to save you face..." taking his chin in my hand I turn his face to mine staring him dead in the eye, "But your foul mouth is making me feel rather sadistic and thinking of the embarrassed face you'll make is rather exciting, Mr. Stephen White." His mouth falls agape, and he stares at me in silence, his eyes deep with fear. Distracted, the security leads him out and I return to my seat.

His voice joins in, a hum that misses every note. Fucking crazy is what it makes me feel. “Could you lower it a bit?” I say. Aim for calm. Miss by miles. “What?” “The music. Can you turn it down? I’m trying to concentrate.” It gets turned down by him. Just a little bit. The humming goes on anyway. Teeth clench tight. Thoughts scatter every way. Nothing holds still. “Amon. Please. I need quiet.” “I turned it down.” “Not enough. And you’re still humming.”

He seems as surprised by it as I am. I sigh. Hard. “Fine,” I say. “Once. Because you said the magic word.” I put my fingers back on the keys. Play the progression again. Slower this time. Letting the chords ring a little longer. And then I sing. *You built your walls from bargains / every stone a quiet debt / you lined the halls with echoes / of the things you can’t forget…* My voice is low, raspy from the day, but it fits.

I would even have a glass of water for him to keep it down. I would wait until he'd fallen asleep before tiptoeing out to wash myself up. Sometimes, I would even stay right next to him, keeping vigil when the alcohol hit him hard. Now, the tender warmth he was used to was gone. Knocks on the door woke William up the next morning. The hangover was still gripping his head tightly, and everything around him was spinning like a demented carousel. He pulled himself up from the couch and wobbled to the entrance.

Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep? Who's waking up to drive you home when you're drunk and all alone? Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning? It ain't me, no, no It ain't me, no, no It ain't me, no, no. ❤️ ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤️ VANESSA' POV❤️

Song: Talk by Adelitas Way The woods I find myself circling are dark due to the clouded sky that blocks the moon from shining down. The humid air sticks to my skin. Rain is coming. My anxiousness intensifies with the feeling of eyes on me. Rustling leaves in the gentle breeze is expected, but the snap of a branch, a big branch fills the woods. It echoes through the trees sending animals skittering, birds screeching. A silence follows. An eerie deafening quiet that has me hearing the pulsing of my blood rushing through my veins. But everything comes to a stop when a howl breaks that silence.

It wasn't a radio. It was a whistle. Five notes. C, G, D, A, and E. My heart jumped. I tried to stand up, but my legs were too weak and I fell back down. I crawled toward the edge of the rock, my eyes wide. "Kai?" I whispered into the dark. The whistling stopped. The woods went totally silent again. "Anya?" It was a voice, but it wasn't Kai’s voice. It was deeper and much rougher.

And it had already been 4 hours and no sign of him. "And now we have Wayo from the Faculty of Economics". The mc announced and Noah turned to the stage where Yo was sitting behind the Mic beside a piano. No doubt he had a soothing voice. Especially the song he chose. Noah smiled listening to him because it was his favorite too. Covered in lips Whispers in your eyes I'll be yours I'll be yours Nothing hurts more than not caring Time like black and white, knowing nothing about the future I feel like I've been waiting for you