Novels by Bernie_writes

"He's crazy! I'm crazy! What was I thinking?!" Shira said with a loud groan then buried her head on the table. "Oh come on Shira, stop over thinking it" Damien said, forcing her head up. They were at a cafe close to Da Smith bar. It was a Wednesday, Shira's day off but she had come to see Damien during the lunch break. Her thoughts were completely jumbled up and she needed someone to talk to."It isn't as bad as you're making it out to be, you know." Damien said, taking a bite of his muffin. He got a glare from Shira in return. Shira hadn't had time to really dwell on the deal she had made with the hot CEO because she had been worried about Chuck but now that the doctor said Chuck was out of harm's way, it dawned on her the gravity of the agreement she had made. Shira buried her head groaning loudly again just thinking about it."You're making a huge deal out of it trust me," Damien saidShira lifted her head. "Really?! Have you had a conversation with this guy? If arrogance was a

Cole had a lot of work on his desk but he couldn't stop himself from mulling over what had happened the previous night while flipping through Miss Clumsy's background check report.How dare she? Did she not know who he was? What was wrong with her? On the other hand, he wondered why he cared so much. It was one ordinary girl after all. But that was exactly the point. An ordinary girl rejected him. No, he just had to do something about this. But what?Try convincing her? That would be too shallow of him. Let it go? But he couldn't have it on his record that he was rejected by someone. Something had to be done.A shrill ring from the telephone cut into his stream of thoughts and he glared at the device before picking it up wondering who it was."Hello," He drawled an evidence that he was so having a bad day."Cole! Cole! You have to come quick! It's Grandpa!" Cole could barely make out the rest of what his cousin was saying as she was rambling on without break in a very frantic voice

Immediately Shira got to the bar the following evening, she berated herself to put on her most cheerful smiles but she was in no mood for that. Chuck was getting worse by the day and she was getting tired of the whole situation. Mrs William took him to the clinic regularly for the dialysis treatment but nothing seemed to improve. The dialysis was supposed to help him feel better but it semed like no help at all. The doctor had suggested something else though; a transplant, but that would cost a huge amount of money. One she didn’t have at the moment.She took a deep breath as she changed into her apron, trying to put on a livelier countenance. She would continue to work and help her brother to the best of her ability. The day seemed to be determined to be stressful though as she got summoned to the VIP room immediately.“Shira, you're at the VIP section.” Martha said to her and went on to tell the other waitresses where they would be stationed for the day.Shira wondered why she was

“If I die, will you and Mum promise not to grieve for too long?”What?!Shira felt some ringing in her ears as if she had been slapped. She couldn't have heard him well.“Chuck, what are you saying? You're not gonna die.” She said immediately she found her voice but noticed that he had already drifted into a peaceful sleep, his chest rising and falling gently in tune with his breathing.“Oh, Chuck, You're not going to die, you can't die,” Shira said in a quiet voice, stroking his temple gently, a complete contrast to the heartache and turmoil she was feeling inside. Then she thought sadly that that was probably what occupied the mind of the little boy now and then. Chuck had always been mature for his age. He had taken the news of their father’s death far better than most twelve year-olds would and had always been supportive, and now he had to bear this weight as well.She felt broken, crushed. Tears welled up in her eyes and she let them fall down her face. Before she knew it, her bo

After the almost unbearable family get-together, Cole greeted his parents and Grandparents goodnight. They were the last ones to leave the Stuart mansion. Everyone else had left. They stood at the entrance waiting for the driver to bring the car around.“It was good to see you today, Honey,” Cole's mother said, throwing her hands over his neck.“You too mum, Take care” Cole said. The driver had brought the car around. Cole shook hands with his father and they bid each other goodnight.“What a night.” Grandpa Stuart said as they watched the car drive out of the compound. “Yeah. Thanks for dinner Gran. It was delicious” Cole said, then bent stiffly to give her a kiss.“Take care son” She said rather coldly and returned to the house.“You sure you don't want to stay the night?” Grandpa Stuart said to Cole, placing an arm around his shoulders fondly.“Yes Grandpa, I have work tomorrow,” Cole said. “Right you are. You really should do something about that decline, Son.” He had switched t

“Uncle Cole! Uncle Cole!”Cole quickly kept his phone in his pocket and opened his arms wide, bending to catch the two little girls that were running towards him at full speed.“Anna! Ava! Guys, how many times will I tell you to quit running within the house…” Rose Stuart was saying but the girls were focused on their uncle.Cole caught them and enveloped them in his arms. “Hey there, lovelies. How are you doing?” He asked, still crouched to accommodate the height difference.“Uncle Cole, I missed you so much.” Anna said.“Yes, Uncle Cole, we missed you,” said Ava.It was easier to differentiate them because they were wearing the exact same princess dresses but in different colors. Ava’s was pink while her sister's was a light blue. This was what helped Cole otherwise he wouldn’t know who was whom. “I missed you too guys” Cole said, staring at them adorably.“We wanted to come visit but Mummy said…” Anna was interrupted by Rose’s sudden cough.“Come now girls, let's go sit down, it’s