Come Home To Yourself Novels & Stories

"You're going back home." What?!

She turned back to me, "What's the actual problem? Like beyond the obvious." I looked at my unfinished notes. "I just haven't been there in a while and I got used to not being there and now I have to go back and I'm not—" I stopped, "I just don't like going home." "Me neither." She said simply, like it was the most normal thing. "Mine for completely different reasons but same energy. Sometimes home is just a place that requires a version of you that you've been trying to rest from." I looked at her.

This time, I was finally going home. (The End)

, I asked myself several times if I would be a good father, but It was a new responsibility that I had to step up to. Theodore and Evan brought joy into my life, though they can never almost fill up the void Camille left in my heart, but they filled up the other lacking parts. “Well, if you really want to go then, I guess I can’t stop you.” Evan shrugged. I sighed and relaxed on the chair, “I also think it’s time for me to return back to my hometown, for good.” His eyes widened, “Dad, are you sure about this?.” I nodded and smiled.

And loyalty without courage is just empty promises. I don’t need a mansion. I don’t need a powerful name. I only need myself. And above all, I trust myself. No one will ever push me into despair again. I am my own protector now. If love finds me one day, it will meet me as I am—whole, steady, unafraid. And if it doesn’t— I am still enough. I turned back toward the restaurant, toward the place I built with my own hands. And when I whispered, “I’m home,”

I said. "What do you want?" “Coming home, but this world doesn't let me go even those closest to me. But this has absolutely nothing to do with you, no way back home. But I will try to go home alone " " Going home, where is your house? I'm sure, I can take you home! " “Yes, I hope you don't push yourself. Want to take me home? " I said again, distracting.

Anna suddenly recalled something and she couldn’t calm down for a long time. "Mommy, Mommy, I am unwilling to leave daddy. Let's go with daddy! Neal has returned home and I also want to go home to see..." What Gemma said echoed in Anna's ears. It's not that she had never thought about returning home. But she just thought about it. It needed more courage for her to go home. "Mommy, Mommy, I also want to go home. Let's go back with Daddy..." "Neal says that there is much fun at home. There are many different things. And there are many people like us."

Safe. Like home.

"I want Daddy to come home! I don't care! I want you to bring Daddy home! If you don't, I won't love you anymore!" A chill spread through my entire body. I sat down on the bed, forcing myself to stay calm, and asked softly, "What else did Grandma and Aunt Amelia tell you?"

Charlie facepalms, "No, I did not have sex in my apartment, and besides, shouldn't my apartment be the safest place for me to have sex?" "No, you dumb dumb. You should never bring your dick appointments home. You can have sex in so many places like the neighbor's garden or the mall's bathroom or the stairs of a strip club but you never take them home. They shouldn't take you home either, that's like Grade F marriage. Legit." With wide eyes, Charlie blinks twice at her best-friend. She tries to ignore the fact that her ears feel incredibly hot from discussing her sex life in a public cafe.