You're My Little Novels & Stories

“Oh, my little one. We're alone and broken. But we'll be fine. I promise...” Splash!!

Zachary I went to my room in the manor and plugged the flash drive into my computer. And click all the songs to play. The first song was I LOVE YOU. (Song from Little Mix) Uh oh, uh oh, here I go again, baby, baby I hear your name and it's like I'm breaking, aching You still got that power hanging over me It's always over but still happening Uh oh, uh oh, here I go again, baby, baby

said Sherly sincerely. "I love you more. You are only mine, and I would risk anything to protect what is mine, it will always be that way."

‘No, you found me. ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

He nipped at my skin again, eliciting another soft gasp. “You are mine. Only mine.”

“Your first, your last, your only predator. You belong to me now, little rabbit.” And I did. I belonged.

I will never try to change you, change you I will always want the same you, same you Swear on everything I pray to That I won't break your heart I'll be there when you get lonely, lonely Keep the secrets that you told me, told me And your love is all you owe me And I won't break your heart They continued to dance even though the song was already finished with slow moves, with closed eyes. As the situation was purely silent now, Aaron started to talk. “I love you, Jeanne… With all my heart,” whispered Aaron. He went silent and continued. “Offer me with anything, but I won't trade it with you,” said Aaron and landed a kiss on Jeanne's neck.

“Trust me this is all just some stupid power play to prove he’s watching me. It is not even worth acknowledging. You ready to go?” “Yeah, that just made me lose my appetite lets go.”

I took out my phone and scrolled to the one photo in the album where Mom was actually smiling. Finally, the boarding call came. Outside the window, Northbridge shrank smaller and smaller behind the plane. I leaned against the glass and closed my eyes. Mom's voice drifted up in my memory, as clear as if she were beside me. 'Ted, sweetheart. Life's like riding a train. Some people get on, some people get off. Don't let it weigh on you too much.' She was right. Mom had gotten off first. Chloe had reached her stop, too. Now, it was my turn to move on to whatever platform came next.

I miss you. ***