Playlist for this chappie;
Dangerously - Charlie Putt,
Why Do I Love You - Westlife,I Want It That Way - Backstreet boys,What I Want Is Want I Got - Westlife. (For the Last Scene)-
Warning: This chapter fully contains an erotic scene. Please skip if you're below 18 or not comfortable reading this. I don't want any mean comments.
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Enjoy the moment while it last, yet get prepared to face the harsh side of reality on the morrow.
I WATCH AS HIS SHOULDERS lifts
Playlist for this chapter;Robbery - Juice WRLD,Hey Jude - The Beatles,Don't Matter - Akon.-A lot of people post shits that happiness is free but I think it is the most expensive thing in the world. To love is to take risks.Too often we feel like we're the only ones struggling and overcoming obstacles but the truth is we're all in the same boat. Life doesn't get easier for anyone. We all learn from mistakes, grow from experiences and get stronger or weaker, better or bitter.-From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones--I WAKE UP THE NEXT morning to an empty bed, feeling sore a
Listen to Enya - May It Be, - Caribbean Blue, - Echoes In Rain.-(Favourite KAJ quotes)Victims of heartbreak say "It's not healthy to build your life around one person, when you should be out with several people, discovering yourself." But they forget that, most times, love blinds the eyes of the heart, that it becomes stupid and forget to remind you to prepare for a meant to happen destruction sometime in the future, or perhaps, on the morrow.-From the diary of Katherin
This chapter is dedicated to Orangee1 my hypeman ?❤️.Playlist for this chapter;Helium - Sia,Adore You - Miley Cyrus,No Fear - Dej Loaf,Heal - Westlife.-Fear of rejection, keeps the love inside, and the lust outside.- From the diary of Katherine Amelia Jones--"STOP GLARING, will you?" I say to Max who clenches his jaw as he wipes the blood off his nose with a tissue, and at the same time, shooting daggers with his eyes at James."I can
Listen to Explosions by Ellie Goulding.-Disaster - An unforseen event causing great loss, upset or unpleasantness of whatever kind. I lost my faith in everything right at the moment I was experiencing a sudden twirl of disaster.- From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--"- PLEASE SIT BACK, don't forget to buckle up your seatbelts, relax and enjoy your flight." The enthusiastic voice of the air hostess instructs as the plane starts leaving the ground.Have you ever tried to relax when a dozen of emotions are twirling inside of you?By the time the plane is on air, I stare out the window, rubbing my sweaty palms on my laps.I'm really doing this.I'm runnin
Playlist for this chapter;Us - James Bay,Queen Of My Heart - Westlife.-Learn to fetch your comment, when it's ignored. - From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--THE SMELL OF BREAKFAST hits my nostrils and I toss in the bed, reaching over for Max with my hand. When my fingers grabs a handful of the sheets instead of him, I open my eyes and see him sitting with a tray of London breakfast on the bed."Breakfast in bed, Love." He says, pushes my hair away from my face, and kisses me on the forehead. "Gosh, you're warm, you should lay back down and rest some more.""I'm fine." I give him a tiny smile and yawn with
Playlist for this chapter;See You Again - Charlie Putt,Supermarket Flowers - Ed Sheeran (It suits Steve Jones, Katherine and even the McKenzie siblings song for mourning Nana Jones)I Have A Dream - Westlife,Hostage - Sia.-Below is the funeral poem I wrote for Nana Jones'Will Be'There will be shedding of tears because she's goneEyes will close, hoping when they reopen, her death will be just an illusionBut then, eyes won't be closed shut for a long time, so there will be reopening of eyes, to see and accept the fate that she's gone and never coming back
Playlist for this chapter;I Miss You - Nasty C,Wait - M83.-Life is too short to waste a second.- From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--VOICES.They're often audible and clear. And most times, they faded away like I was on a speed boat, leaving the voices as the frequent influx of darkness descends and posses my all.Vision.It represents an unending roller coaster of black and white, all varieties of shapes on a plain background. Or black patterns on white background and white patterns on black background. Sometimes, a harsh bright light is directed at me as I wallow in my darkness, making me want to let out stridents. But I can't.
Playlist for this chapter;Wait - Maroon 5,Your eyes can get blinded by your mind overestimating several ugly emotions that you are invisible.- From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--PILLS, ANTISEPTIC, DEPRESSION AND almost creepily desolateness are what the hospital smells reminds me of. The lights are dull milky white, coated with cream stone paint are the walls. I have a thin pillow on my bed that is like a thick bench that is topped with a fluffy counterpane. If you lay too much on one side, you'd feel severe aches. Yes, I'm starting to feel on a gradual process, and everything hurts more than a sharp mouthed bitch.The days that followed became the longest of my life.
Listen to Something Just Like This - The Chainsmokers feat Cold play.And; How Did We - Skylar Stecker' for the last scene of this story.-Seven years later...Newyork, Rochester."Come in." I command, after a knock came in three rows.The giant ironlike aluminum doors of my second office on the thirty-fifth floor, opens swiftly, and closes shut quietly, as someone enters and tries to maintain a professional look, but his legs are dancing out of nervousness.Adjusting his thick lens glasses, he takes the files off his underarms with his fidgeting hands, wipes sweat off his forehead and blows a big puff of breath.With my eyes and fingers, still focu
Playlist for this chapter;Sia - Big Girls Cry,Alessia Cara - Out Of Love,Backstreet Boys - Incomplete,-The worst thing about heartbreak is that, the ones who broke your heart, never leave your head. Rather, they plant themselves there and torture you, no matter how hard you try to get rid of them. Why? Because you built your whole world around them.- From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--Max must be kidding, he'll surely come back to me tomorrow and everything would go back to normal. Is what I used in assuring myself throughout my stay at the hospital, untill I was discharged a week later.I label my subconscious a liar, refuse to believe the awful confir
Playlist for this chapter;Watermelon Sugar - Harry Styles,To Build A Home - The Cinematic Orchestra,Echoes In Rain - Enya,Queen Of My Heart - Westlife. (I love this song ???. I was playing it while writing the last scene)-Some people are meant to fall in love with each other, but not meant to be together.- From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.-I THOUGHT HE WAS uncaring, cold and hooded, angry at the world, the Grinch look alike when it comes to character terms. It was untill those sharp, green, penetrating stormy, beautiful eyes t
Playlist for this chapter;Wait - Maroon 5,Your eyes can get blinded by your mind overestimating several ugly emotions that you are invisible.- From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--PILLS, ANTISEPTIC, DEPRESSION AND almost creepily desolateness are what the hospital smells reminds me of. The lights are dull milky white, coated with cream stone paint are the walls. I have a thin pillow on my bed that is like a thick bench that is topped with a fluffy counterpane. If you lay too much on one side, you'd feel severe aches. Yes, I'm starting to feel on a gradual process, and everything hurts more than a sharp mouthed bitch.The days that followed became the longest of my life.
Playlist for this chapter;I Miss You - Nasty C,Wait - M83.-Life is too short to waste a second.- From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--VOICES.They're often audible and clear. And most times, they faded away like I was on a speed boat, leaving the voices as the frequent influx of darkness descends and posses my all.Vision.It represents an unending roller coaster of black and white, all varieties of shapes on a plain background. Or black patterns on white background and white patterns on black background. Sometimes, a harsh bright light is directed at me as I wallow in my darkness, making me want to let out stridents. But I can't.
Playlist for this chapter;See You Again - Charlie Putt,Supermarket Flowers - Ed Sheeran (It suits Steve Jones, Katherine and even the McKenzie siblings song for mourning Nana Jones)I Have A Dream - Westlife,Hostage - Sia.-Below is the funeral poem I wrote for Nana Jones'Will Be'There will be shedding of tears because she's goneEyes will close, hoping when they reopen, her death will be just an illusionBut then, eyes won't be closed shut for a long time, so there will be reopening of eyes, to see and accept the fate that she's gone and never coming back
Playlist for this chapter;Us - James Bay,Queen Of My Heart - Westlife.-Learn to fetch your comment, when it's ignored. - From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--THE SMELL OF BREAKFAST hits my nostrils and I toss in the bed, reaching over for Max with my hand. When my fingers grabs a handful of the sheets instead of him, I open my eyes and see him sitting with a tray of London breakfast on the bed."Breakfast in bed, Love." He says, pushes my hair away from my face, and kisses me on the forehead. "Gosh, you're warm, you should lay back down and rest some more.""I'm fine." I give him a tiny smile and yawn with
Listen to Explosions by Ellie Goulding.-Disaster - An unforseen event causing great loss, upset or unpleasantness of whatever kind. I lost my faith in everything right at the moment I was experiencing a sudden twirl of disaster.- From the diaryof Katherine Amelia Jones.--"- PLEASE SIT BACK, don't forget to buckle up your seatbelts, relax and enjoy your flight." The enthusiastic voice of the air hostess instructs as the plane starts leaving the ground.Have you ever tried to relax when a dozen of emotions are twirling inside of you?By the time the plane is on air, I stare out the window, rubbing my sweaty palms on my laps.I'm really doing this.I'm runnin
This chapter is dedicated to Orangee1 my hypeman ?❤️.Playlist for this chapter;Helium - Sia,Adore You - Miley Cyrus,No Fear - Dej Loaf,Heal - Westlife.-Fear of rejection, keeps the love inside, and the lust outside.- From the diary of Katherine Amelia Jones--"STOP GLARING, will you?" I say to Max who clenches his jaw as he wipes the blood off his nose with a tissue, and at the same time, shooting daggers with his eyes at James."I can