I suck at this type of scenes.HI YO PEEPS!oh my gosh, the last chapter would be at the next one!π’ππThank you so much for the support! Really!Guys, please, support Riley and Jay's book too πONE CHAPTER LEFT AND THEN THE EPILOGUE AND THEN... THE BOOK!2 Books, actually.The "Withers" and "The Bad Boy Inside The _____ Suit" (secret π)Thank you so much crazeeps!Enjoy π~-~Memory is the light of our life, it is a memoir that no one can decide. Looking at old pictures, placed on the beautiful desk, I've decided that... I'll make one with Charlie today."You're getting married!" Beth gushed, waving her arms everywhere.I chuckled and nodded, "Yes, I am.""No! Don't move your head too much!" She gasped as she continued retouching my makeup."Alright, sorry." I chuckled and fixed my headdress, which was a headband with huge yellow petals."Now now, let me do that." Mom walked behind me and fixed it properly.Chloe fluffed out my hair, "There."Gulping, I looked at the mirror and
HI YO CRAZEEPS!OH MY GOSH, LAST CHAPTER BEFORE THE EPILOGUE!THANK YOU SO MUCH, I LOVE YOU GUYS!Enjoy π~-~"Why can't the walls be blue?" I pouted angrily while crossing my arms."Because..." Charlie sighed, "The walls are perfectly fine.""No, it isn't.""Yes, it is.""But it isn't!""It is.""But the wall is not blue!""So what if it isn't blue?""The room isn't perfectly fine!"He sighed, "Vanchel..."I mocked him, "Charlie...""I'm not painting my room blue.""Then move in my room!" Yeah, the walls are blue there."No Vanch." He shook his head, "The bride is supposed to be moving to the groom's house, not the other way around.""But that doesn't work in our case." I reasoned out, "I mean, since we already live in the same flat, then you should just simply move in my room."He groaned, "That's not how it works, Vanch.""Well, it has to!""It doesn't...""Well pick your choice.""... in what?""I'll move in your room, but we have to change the walls or-" I smiled, "You can move
This is it..."Vangs, can you please open the door?" Charlie called out as he brought the huge brown box out of his car."I don't know, Charlie. Can I?" I snorted before putting the 2 medium boxes down and opened the door. "We really should've asked for help.""No." He grunted as he walked inside the brand new house, "We can do all of these ourselves." He dropped the box and smiled happily, "There!"I looked at his car, and my car, and the huge truck full of our stuff outside. "That's like 1 out of 50, Charles."His eyes widened and sweat fell from his forehead, "Alright, let me call Dean." He picked up his phone and started calling them.I laughed and picked up the boxes I left earlier, before carrying them inside the house."Need help with that?" He asked as he started walking towards me."Nope.""Really?""Yup."I frowned when I felt his hand grabbing the boxes from my hands. "Charlie!""Whaaaaat?" He laughed as he literally ran towards the living room with the boxes in his hands.
"Do you want daisies or roses?" The old yet nice looking lady asked me as she rolled the newspaper into a cone-like figure.".... Uh..." I trailed off, "Can I be the one picking them?"Her eyes widened but nodded anyway. She gave me some cutting tools and asked, "You know how to make a bouquet?"Chuckling, I knelt down and looked at the different kinds of flowers. "Well, I guess I was quite forced to."I was in the middle of cutting a rose when she asked me, "Forced by who?"Memories flash through my eyes; I saw my 8 years old version of me begging a random gardener to teach me how to choose flowers and make beautiful bouquets."Oh you know," I giggled, "A desperate girl who wants to learn everything for the one she loves... Me." Shrugging my statement off, I continued cutting the rose and put it on the ground.The old lady gave me a look that I usually receive whenever I answer people's question about learning stuff. The look of pity. I love it.That's sarcasm, by the way, I mean, wh
Thank you for the votes, comments and supports!I LOVE YOU PEEPS!Enjoy πββββ’β’β’βββββ’β’β’β’β’ββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββ’β’β’β’β’βββββ’β’β’βββγγ5 YEARS LATERγγ"How's the bed?" Mom asked through the phone, "Is it comfortable?"Digging my butt deeper on the bed, I shrugged when I felt that it felt like an ordinary bed. "...Yup.""What about the chickens- I mean neighbors? How are the neighbors?"Chuckling, I rolled my eyes when I realized that my mom's weird chicken paranoia is still here. "I think they'll be just fine.""You think?" I nodded while continuing to unpack the stuff from my bag."Hello? Riley? Still there?""Oh yes, yeah mom, yeah." I immediately muttered since I forgot the fact that she couldn't see me nodding. "Take a chill pill. alright?""I... I can't!" She sobbed, making me roll my eyed since my mom is being a total drama queen right now. "It's just that... you're already in college and you're getting old and it see
Hi yo CRAZEEPS!I have a question... do you prefer Shawn Mendes or the guy from Wizard's of Waverly Place (Mason) to be Jay Emmerson ?I hope you'd enjoy this chapter and comment if you liked it or not.THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING CRAZEEPS!Enjoy πββββ’β’β’βββββ’β’β’β’β’ββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββ’β’β’β’β’βββββ’β’β’βββ"I..." I gasped out, "I'm so sorry!"I tried putting the paperback at its place, wishing that there's a magical glue in it or it's like a robot from Transformers and could magically transform back to its place.But I was just wishing, so it wasn't true."Why would you do that?!" I heard the poor guy whose life is probably going to be ruined because of the unpassed and teared up papers I am holding or whose life is probably going to be completely normal since he doesn't care about his grades.But looking up, I immediately noticed who it was. And I think I just really did ruin his life. "Peter..." I trailed off as he knelt down
HI YO CRAZEEPS!THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT! Reading this chapters means a lot to me!I LOVE YOU GUYS!Enjoy πββββ’β’β’βββββ’β’β’β’β’ββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββ’β’β’β’β’βββββ’β’β’βββScrolling down on my facebook account, I cringed when I realize that I officially have no life. I can't believe that I'm using the site right now. Well, it's not that I wanted to; I had to."Turn the pain into power."Gasping loudly, I took my phone and opened the camera. Snapping a pic of my laptop's screen, I mentally facepalmed when I realized that I could've just screenshot the pic.Yes, a picture that has "Turn the pain into power." caption with Jay and I doing a brofist back in high school.I continued scrolling down and saw some pictures of me, Pryla, Jay, and Peter. Me, obviously forcing my hand around Jay, and Pryla looking at Peter with pure admiration.Oh. My. Gosh."She likes him..." I muttered silently, quite dumbfounded actually. How come she h
Hi yo Crazeeps!It's been sooooo looong! π I missed you guys!If you are reading this, which I doubt you did since you've probably read the story before reading this author's note, hi !Well, I wouldn't be extending your torture !Enjoy πββββ’β’β’βββββ’β’β’β’β’ββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββ’β’β’β’β’βββββ’β’β’βββ"If a dragon is a flying animal, a fly is a flying insect, then what is a dragonfly?"I stared at the television with a bored expression. "Lame," I muttered in a bored tone, and just as I said that, my head slumped on the table.The host of the tv show continued smiling as the camera shows the curious-looking children.Is this even college?Mr. Maaga, that old hag, ersh, wizard, paused the show and asked us, "So, what is a dragonfly?""A living thing." I snorted silently as I fumble with my pen."Did you say something, Ms. Langston?" He frowned at me, immediately making me the center of attention in the room."Sir," I paused, "No,
Every story has an ending. As cliche as that sounds, it is the truth. I remembered crying my eyes off when I finished Stephenie Meyers' Twilight Saga because I just honestly love her series. I love Bella and Edward. I do not care if there are millions who disagree with me, but Twilight was one of the book series that had me swooning. I remembered buying different objects that has anything to do with the series. I admit, there were some scenes that got me cringing because it was a little bit too weird, but as a whole, the movie was amazing.My story started when my Lexus got lost. And now, finally, my car -the one who had helped me chase my dreams- has finally been found. I cannot be any more happy. Well, I can. But for the moment, I do not think that anything can top this moment."Where is my car?" I asked out loud while I rush inside the station and straight towards Officer Ramon's desk with Elliot on my trail. I usually do not run, unless if I was running late or if there was an eme
Okay, I've been doing my best to stall writing this particular chapter because I'm not ready -but I'm ready- to end my journey for this series. I'm just being a big sissy, really. Thank you so much for reading this, for all the votes and comments. Love lots Crazeeps β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’~"Did she answer your calls yet?" I asked Elliot, who was busy pouting on my bed. "She still wouldn't." He groans, "It wasn't my fault that the phone connection was choppy.""Choppy?" I asked.He nods. "Choppy."Okay."Riley is probably busy tending her boyfriend's wounds, El." You know, the one you and your brother did. Because of a misunderstanding. Because of you.He sighs while shaking his head, "This is terrible.""Aww." I cooed as I sat down beside him and giving him a hug, "Don't feel too bad, it wasn't totally your fault," it's true! "Verizon should also take the blame."He rests his head on my shoulder, which has to be uncomfortable for him because he's tall. "You're the only one w
"YOU TRAITOR!" Elliot pounces on my brother, obviously forgetting the fact that he's a police officer, and screeches from Riley, my mom, and El's were so loud that it made me go blind.Yes. You read that right."You seem calm," I told Vanchel without my eyes leaving the scene."Yeah," She sheepishly answered, "I've been in Charlie's fights in the Underground." She clears her throat, "This is nothing.""Ah." I nodded because I totally understand. The Underground is an illegal place that is located under the grounds of Denovan where fights happen. It has been there for decades. No joke. It's the same place where both my dad and El's used to fight too.Riley gasps as she tries to pull the men away from her now-husband, "What are you guys doing?! Stop this!"Jay, my twin who can totally handle himself because he actually does work in my parents' assassination company, tries -and fails- to block the hits coming from Charlier and Elliot. My dad and Reed are the ones doing the easy job of bl
The calm before the storm has never felt so tense. I remembered keeping secrets from my parents. I remembered not telling them that I lost my phone back in middle school. Well, that was until I learned that my stupid brother has been hiding it the whole time. He only wanted to see me squirm. Anyway. It was not as tensed as this one.But even back then, I have never liked the waiting game. It gives me small hives because of the stress of being scared. The feeling of knowing that there is a ticking bomb gives me the chills. The suspense is killing me.It has been a week since El called her sister and dropped the bomb on us. Riley and my moronic brother would be arriving any time now. The week was filled with held in rage and anger.The newly wedded couple had no idea that the whole family, both the Langstons and the Emersons, are here in our mansion. The same mansion that was once owned by my great grandparents. Looking at it, if the hulks have decided to kill the groom, then at least J
Rage starts silently. It is like water in a pot. You will let it simmer, then boil, THEN BAM! IT EXPLODES! I honestly hope I would not see an enraged Elliot."Elliot," I told him as we both rush towards his truck. "Babe, calm down."We both left the Chinese restaurant with unfinished food -shame, I know. If my own conscience is not knocking on my guilt enough, then the look of the Chinese man who owns the restaurant did.I mean, ordering burger and fries in a Chinese restaurant probably did enough damage, but leaving with unfinished meal? Oof."I can't believe they got married," He grumbles angrily as he harshly yanks his door open. "She's nineteen! She does not know what she is doing."I immediately climb on the truck and shut the door close. I put on my seatbelt and silently watch him turn the engine on in a hurry. I pursed my lips and placed my hand on his lap to comfort him."They have not even graduated from university yet," Elliot spat the words out of spite. "And now she is tel
"You know what is weird?" I asked my handsome date for this beautiful night as I munch on my juicy and delicious burger, "I have not heard from Jay."El raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "You have not told him that you are back in town?""Well, I guess I assumed that my parents already told him or something," I squinted my eyes and put the burger down. I picked up a fry and dipped it in my special ketchup mixed with mayonnaise sauce. "Should I give him a call?""Wait, so he does not know that you are back in town?"I shook my head no and said, "Nope."Jay is an obnoxious, arrogant, sometimes sweet, and cold-blooded piece of work. Have I mentioned that he is also my twin brother? Yeah, unfortunately, he is.Do not get me wrong, I love him. I mean, it is really just because I grew up with him and all. And to be frank, the only time I probably really liked him was when we were both in my mother's womb because you know, we have not murdered each other for nine months. Then again, maybe
"If you skipped the long butt author's note," Elliot whispers, "It's okay. I still love you.""And me too." Northon smiles alongside his brothers."To summarize the author's note though," I rolled my eyes because let's face it, Kryzel is being a little bit overdramatic, "The author just wants you to know that she appreciates you reading her work."Weston grinned cheekily. "And that she loves you!" "We," Easton flicks his glasses, "We all love you."-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’~Losing something special can make an impact big enough to change a person's life. Sometimes, it takes losing something important to find something you have been unconsciously needing all along.In my case, this sometimes happened not too long ago. And this something? This something is my car. I may have lost my Lexus, but I did find Elliot. And he is something I need. I would have traded a hundred more Lexus to get back in the arms of Elliot Langston. I know I sound cheesy, but it is the absolute truth.Okay. Just to be
THIS IS GONNA BE REALLY SHORT. JUST A QUICK "I'M KIND OF BACK" UPDATE :)I will be writing chapter 15 later, or tomorrow lol. What do you guys prefer? Shorter chapters but daily (or 2) updates? Or Longer chapters but weekly updates? COMMENT HERE!Okay, I LOVE YOU GUYS! THANK YOU!ππEnjoy :)-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’~"I can not believe that you have burnt my dollhouse." I murmured angrily while glaring at the three spawns of the devil in front of me. "I do not care who started it, and I do not care who did it -I just do not care."Easton coughs out awkwardly, "But-""No buts." I glared harder, "From now on, you guys are not allowed to enter my room."Northon's eyes widened as Weston whined loudly. "But it was just a dollhouse!""Well, that's true." I sighed while nodding, "Correction then, you are not allowed to go to my house."Both Easton and Northon groaned. However, Weston only sighed out in defeat. "Then, I guess only my brothers can visit you."I pursed my lips tightly and raised a g
So for those who had read this book years ago, you would know that I've only been putting up old works (lol). But do not fret! Chapter 14 was the latest chapter before I took the chapters down, meaning, I will be writing Chapter 15 soon. OMG. I can't wait. New readers! WELCOME!Thank you so much Crazeeps β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’-β’β’~"HEY LOVEBIRDS!" I pulled away from Elliot and turned around to face West, who ruined the moment by the way. "So happy to see you all patched up after a century and all-""What?" Elliot asked impatiently, obviously annoyed. I giggled silently because I can not blame him. After all, we were in the middle of something.West screamed on top of his lungs, "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!""WHAT?!" I gasped out in shock and was frozen for a second. I heard Elliot take in a breath sharply before running to where my parents' house is.I felt goosebumps around my body and suddenly felt a little lightheaded. "W-w-what h-ha-happened..." I stammered out, "Why is the ho