3 Months Later:"You look so pretty," I complimented Amy as I entered from kitchen to her room and sat on the bed."Thanks I know," She said while blushing clearly, but she would never admit that."Another date?" I asked."Yeah well I got to know about it today so let's see. I guess it's some fancy restaurant and I feel like this red dress would be perfect for it," Amy twirled around and once again looked at herself in the mirror.I was so happy for her because she finally found her happiness. Since Amy and Noah started dating few months ago, Amy has been happier then ever. And everyone knows how crazy Noah is for her. He literally worships her secretly. Well about Carlos and Celine, they are still in Thier talking phase. But I'm sure as hell that they would end up dating one day so I'm not that worried about them.I looked at my phone and there was no new message. And my boyfriend? He's busy I guess because we haven't talked or seen each other since 32 hours and yes I was counting. I
First of all I would like to thank you all for reading it till the end. This book was one of my first novel ever and I've learned alot from it. It took me almost 1 year and 6 months to complete this book. It taught me so much that it will always have a special spot in my heart. I love you all for reading it and supporting it continuously.This book would not be here without certain people in my life. and I would like to take a moment and appreciate Thier efforts as well. Saamia Shabbir, one of my best friends who supported me throughout this journey. Her nickname is Amy, so you can see where that character came from. She even helped me with the making of few big plots in the novel. She is the best part of my life to be honest. Saamia, this is all because of you.Nabiha Ather Farooqi, my another best friend who's also one of my very first readers. I'm sure as hell that she would be nagging at me to give her more chapters right now. No one can support me better then her. And yeah man, do
16 years-old Jake: Nothing here seems familiar. I was still me, but I wasn't quite myself. Everything near me stopped. I felt like the world is coming to an end. All this happened in a glance. Light flickering, pieces of glasses, and blood near me. It took me a moment to realize whose it was, and a drop of tear fell from my eyes on the realization that it was my blood, and I was the one lying on this cold ground, once again all alone. I got hit by a truck. Was it all meant to be? Was it all plotted? I was badly hurt, both physically and mentally. I just wanted to scream at the People who dragged me down here, but I couldn't. I was lying on that cold ground, totally hopeless. It was just about a few minutes making me realize how I could have changed what just happened now. But everything wasn't my fault completely. It was his entire fault. I was t
Jake's perspective: We were sitting opposite each other. I was waiting for my father to say what he keeps saying. I was waiting for him to give me lame excuses. He always gave me lame excuses after doing everything like that. He would buy me gifts and sweets to shut up my mouth and never say anything against him. I never went against him because I wasn't afraid of not getting gifts. I was afraid that if I speak up against him, he will lock me in the room for hours and days. After all, that's what he always does if things didn't end up like what he wishes for. All I can do was waiting for him to speak, but this waiting was killing me from inside. Something I was sure about was that whatever he says I would not forgive him. Anyone in my place would never forgive him. Finally, after observing me for 10 minutes while I was thinking all the worse things he could say, he started speaking. "You are going to leave this country and go abroad." He said co
Everything was the same. Everything was just like that night, the night almost a year ago. But this time, what different was that no one was there to gather around me, no one was there to take me to the hospital. This time, the accident wasn't caused by someone unknown. It was caused by my father, which hurts more. Once again, I was lying on this cold ground of the basement all alone, covered in bruises. That man did it. He just beat me to death. I expected this, but it hurts more than I expected. Well, I'm almost dead. How can my father be this cruel? He isn't even worthy of the title father. X_____________X Two days went by, and I was still sitting in this cold basement without any food. We didn't have any blankets in here because my mum never lets anyone go to this basement. At this rate, I might be dead, but I couldn't help but think about taking revenge, and for that, it was best to leave this country because first, I ne
• Present AIDEN: Observing the city while standing in my glass penthouse wasn't the thing I predicted. According to my schedule, it was very difficult for me to rest just a few years ago. I was determined to be successful, and when you are determined, nothing in the world can stop you from achieving your dreams. Now I'm standing at this point, lost in my thoughts. It took me 11 years to stand here. Eleven years of my life that changed everything for me. I realized many important lessons in those 11 years. It took so much time for me to achieve everything, but I still felt lost, still feeling incomplete. When I was sure that nothing could stop me from taking revenge on my father, it was proven wrong. As soon as I woke up, I received a call f the hospital in New York City. The place where my father or, you can say, my enemy lives. He got into an accident and eventually went into a coma because he might be suffering from a brain tumor too,
Aiden's perspective: I walked towards her and stood in front of her while she was still crying and she held her head in her hands. She must have gone through so much that she couldn't hold her tears anymore and started crying as soon as she confirmed she was alone. She was surely a strong girl. I wanted her to stop crying because i don't know why, but I felt hurt too. "Do you want some?" I offered her my cigarettes nervously without knowing how to comfort someone. That might be the foolish move I made in my life. She might be shocked by knowing that she wasn't alone.She finally looked up at me with her big hazel eyes which turned red because of her crying too much. She was the most beautiful creature I've ever observed. She wiped her tears like a kid. "Is this your way of comforting someone or mocking someone?" She asked. For the first time, I wanted to explain myself to someone. "N-no, I don't kno
Previously, "Well, dreams can be sad if you aren't able to follow them," she said while giving a half-smile. She was very mysterious. I wanted to know more about her, and that's why I was interested in someone's else life for the first time. I wanted to tell her that you can follow dreams. I wanted to help her in fulfilling her dreams. ____XxX_____ I looked at her with curiosity. This girl can surely fly if she gets the chance. It looks like she is afraid to take that opportunity. "I want to help you out," I said because I wanted to help her. I caught her attention and continued speak