Without You By Del James Novels & Stories

I’ll finish the game first and come to the hospital later. The call disconnected. Each beep felt like something inside me breaking. When no one loves you, even dying wouldn’t matter to anyone. By the time I left the hospital, it was already evening. I called Ronan, wanting to talk about the divorce. He didn’t answer. Then suddenly my phone flooded with notifications from a group chat. I opened it. Brynn had posted a video. Ronan was at a karaoke bar named Nocturne, singing a love song to her.

I could hardly keep the look of repulsion off my face as I glanced at her, retorting, "Go wherever you want. Only a fool like Jonah would be so desperate to be your lap dog. Do you really think anyone else gives a damn about you? "Throughout these years, you've gotten quite a lot by latching onto the Alstons, haven't you? How much money did Jonah give you to fund your studies abroad? Sure, you may be touted as an up-and-coming artist now, but you know how flimsy that title is, don't you?"

"Today, I'm going to cut your heart out just to see what color it really is." "Mommy…"

Hamein tum se Pyar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahin sakte tumhaare bina Suna gham judaai ka uthaate hain log Jaane Zindagi kaise bitaate hain log Din bhi yahaan to lage baras ke samaan Hume intezaar kitna yeh hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina Tumhein koi aur dekhe to jaltaa hai dil badi mushkilon se phir sambhalta hai dil kya kya jatan karte hain tumhein kya pataa Ye dil beqaraar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina I just could not stop the colour that crept into my cheeks.

All those moments I'd held dear for seven years. I've learned that when heartbreak reaches its peak, the pain in your chest goes numb. All that's left is a hollow, bone-deep emptiness. I turned calmly and walked away with my suitcase. My phone buzzed. It was a message from the wedding planner. [Mr. Duggan, Miss Clayman just confirmed the removal of the photo wall. Also, the vows have been revised with Dylan's input. Are you still certain you want to cancel the wedding?] I stared at the screen, then smiled faintly. I typed back: [Yes.]

I walked towards my dorm. Every now and then I stretch my stiff muscles because I am tired of working to help the nurse all day. It's been two weeks I haven't gone to campus. The reason is simple, I'm not in a good mood to study. Crazy indeed. .yeah, let's just call me crazy Ella. I chose to spend my time in the monastery -- helping out whatever I could to the nuns, no matter how broken my bones were. Super Junior's No Other is ringing loudly on my cell phone. .Yes, I just changed my ringing tone, it's still Super Junior's song to cheer me up.

Lucas said, passing me another shot glass. "Are you sure?" I looked at him skeptically. "Absolutely, drink up," He said. The music enveloped us as the DJ cued up "She Knows" by Ne-Yo and Juicy J, echoing throughout the room and capturing our attention. I turned to Izzy and Emma, and they mirrored my expression as the familiar intro played. Emma's eyes lit up, clearly already a bit tipsy, and without warning, she grabbed our hands, dragging us towards the dance floor, leaving the guys behind. I was sure they'd eventually join us.

Without you, I've got no hand to hold. Without you, I feel torn. Like a sail in a storm. Without you, I'm just a sad song. You're the perfect melody, The only harmony I wanna hear. You're my favorite part of me, With you standing next to me, I've got nothing to fear. Without you, I feel broke. Like I'm half of a whole. Without you, I've got no hand to hold. Without you, I feel torn. Like a sail in a storm. Without you, I'm just a sad song.

"The mood was right that night. I just got caught up in it. Looking back, pinning my emotions to someone else's win or loss is pretty childish." My fingers curled around the doorframe until my knuckles turned white. The mood was right? He just got caught up in it? It was childish? The proposal I had treasured for four years, the single brightest moment in my life, had been reduced to those words that came out of his mouth. I had already known the truth, but hearing it spoken aloud in his own voice still hurt. "Come on, Reid. Brynn stood in line outside a store all night in the dead of winter just to get you that jersey." One of his friends sounded like he had heard enough.

He had already loosed his bounds and Jeremy was very happy to see him. "You thought you had it all in your reach, but you've failed woefully. While you were here narrating your detailed confession which has been recorded outside this building by the police, with the help of a voice recorder planted in my body, these wonderful men here were busy eliminating your men silently. Right now, you're all alone and defenceless" Alexander smirked at them. Sophia and Douglas could say nothing. "I have won this war and now, the both of you will pay dearly for all the crimes you have committed" He said.