You Hold Me Now Novels & Stories

"How about a little game? Tell Mr. Jamison where you are. If he doesn't make it here in 30 minutes, you'll bleed out right where you stand." Warm blood trickled down my back, seeping into my uniform. At last, the call connected. Ryan's cold voice came through. "What is it?" My teeth chattered from the pain. "He's in Northville—" "Who?" he asked. "The suspect. He kidnapped me. I'm with him now," I said. There was a long pause before Ryan spoke again. "Tasha, is this your idea of a joke?" I coughed up blood, barely able to form words. "Ryan—"

I allow them to run free. “Shh, baby I've got you.” He coos. I hadn't even realized that his been holding me for the past five minutes until he softly speaks into my ear. I didn't hear him move or walk towards me and neither did I feel him engulfing me into such a tight embrace until now. I guess that's what happens when you cry until you're numb. And numb is exactly what I am.

"How much do you love me?" "Very much! So much that I'm afraid of losing you! I'm afraid you'll turn away from me!" Tera exclaimed. "If that love is so great, then please remember this, no matter what issues arise in the future, we have to hold hands, through thick and thin. Joy and sorrow. Everything together. Remember, Tera, I won't let you go. No matter the reason!"

He holds me tighter, like it’s okay, like I don’t have to explain anything. No one has held me this way in a long time. No one’s let me fall apart. So I do what I haven’t been able to do in a long time. I fall apart.

The title was enough to make her light a cigarette. "The Heart of the Storm" "You and I We are a storm set loose And I’m the one holding you up Let us watch how The world you knew Comes crumbling down. "There’s no hell or heaven There’s no now or never Take my hand It’s just you and I. "In the heart of the storm You were right here by my side We were holding on Holding up. "Wipe away all the tears Let this havoc wreak around Tearing all apart All but us. "Look into my eyes

He’s still out there. Fighting for control. Holding everything together. Believing that’s enough. And I let him. For now. Because the truth I’m holding will change the way he sees everything. Including me. I exhale slowly, the weight settling into something steady. Something I can carry. For now. He’s protecting something he doesn’t fully understand.

'We make these memories for ourselves' 'Where our eyes are never closing, hearts are never broken' 'And time's forever frozen still' 'So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans.' 'Holdin' me closer til our eyes meet' 'You won't ever be alone' 'Wait for me to come home.' It fits us. Me and Milo.

“Are you ok?” She nodded but before I know she was falling on my shoulder and on the ground when I caught hold of her tiny frame. I had no other way, princess. •••••

That night, after calmly arranging his affairs, I took sleeping pills and lay down next to him. “I’ll be with you soon.” When I opened my eyes again, there was a blinding white light. “Are you okay?” I shot upright and realized I was leaning over my desk. The girl next to me was wiping tears from her cheeks, choking on her sobs. “Emma just went off with Callum. Ugh, finally, love triumphs over everything.” My eyes widened as I looked down at the novel in front of me. It was open to the chapter titled “Please Wait for Me.” The illustration showed him holding my hand, standing by the sea, supporting each other through life.

He held me tightly like he was owning me. “Mine.” He muttered, thrusting inside of me to emphasize it. I nodded, getting lost in the pleasure. The pain from the slaps faded to aches, the pleasure overwhelming me. Finally, he came again, pulling out to shoot on my stomach. I followed, tiredly. We lay there, breathing heavily, his arm over me, holding me tightly.