Gotta Go Novels & Stories

Carter didn’t retaliate; he just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. “If you want a divorce, come back with me.” “Even if she doesn’t go back with you, this marriage is ending,” Marcus shot back. Carter ignored Marcus and stared straight at me, waiting for my response. I stepped out from behind Marcus, trying to appear calm. “Alright, I’ll go back with you.” I wanted the divorce. I wanted a clean break from the past.

"Enough! We're heading to brunch. You're all sweaty and gross, so don't bother tagging along." Mom was already in the car, calling out from a distance. "Hurry up! That place doesn't hold reservations. We're going to be late!" I stood there, watching them drive away without me. They treated me like an outsider, but that was fine. The country still needed me, and my team still believed in me. If they did not want me anymore, I would fulfill their wishes.

To her credit, she usually is. She just can’t pack properly right now. “So?” Regina prompts again. “When are we leaving?” “In about ten minutes,” I say and gesture at my computer. “I’m just going to check my emails and make sure everything’s set, and then I’ll pack the car.” “Dad, you know what you’re like when you check emails. Don’t take forever, or it’ll be too dark before we leave.” “Regina…” Regina shrugs. “I’m not wrong, am I? You promised not to do any work while we’re there, right?”

The men chatted casually as they slowly dispersed. I drifted back home with the crowd. Mom had already regained consciousness. When she heard Mr. Sinclair say that Dad had fallen off the cliff and died, she erupted. "My millions! Gone just like that! If I'd known he'd be this stubborn, I would've sold him off long ago." Grandma sat on the floor and cried, grieving over the lost money. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked for me anxiously. "We still have that little brat. If we sell him, we can recover some of the loss."

Hayes asked. Lucas laughed. “Ella loves me too much. She’s going to forget all about this. There’s no one else she would marry. All I need you to do is go to Ella in the morning and tell her I can’t make it to the wedding because there’s an emergency with the business. Tell her I had to fly to Europe.” Hayes didn’t argue. He just nodded, defeated silence hanging between them. Lucas continued. “Ella is so gullible. She loves me too much to ever let me go, no matter what I do.”

I pursed my lips, just about to say something, when I saw Levi turn around and walk out without hesitation. I smiled and whispered, "You really can't... wait even a moment, can you?" I sat at the table for a long time before getting up and going upstairs to turn on the printer. With a slight hum, I printed out all the messages Ruby had sent me and then plastered them on every corner of the villa. After I finished doing all this, a flight reminder message suddenly appeared on my phone. [Your flight to Paris, France, leaves in three hours. Passengers, please board in a timely manner...]

- - - - - - - - - - Bike! Abeg I dey go… - - - - - - - Please, I’m going to... Oya na- - - - - - - - - - Ok No worry, I go hol’am- - - - - - - don’t worry, I will hold it Watin happen? All the money wey you no make

Puffin' on that gelato, wanna be seein' double Gotta do what you gotta Believe it We ain't got no plans to leave here Tell all of your friends to be here We ain't gonna sleep all weekend Oh, you know, you know, you know that's the motto (mm-mm) Drop a few bills then pop a few champagne bottles (mm-mm) Throwin' that money like you just won the lotto (mm-mm) We been up all damn summer makin' that bread and butter Tell me, did I just stutter? That's the motto (mm-mm) Drop a few bills then pop a few champagne bottles (mm-mm) Throwin' that money like you just won the lotto (mm-mm) We been up all damn summer makin' that bread and butter Tell me, did I just stutter? That's the motto That's the mott

They went back into the car and he spoke as he turned the engine on. “It wouldn’t be All Soul’s Day without you freaking people out,” Gian said, earning a scoff from Akira. “Did he leave? Did you see him go to the light?” She nodded and buckled her seatbelt. “I guess the kid just really wanted a proper goodbye.” “How are you? How do you feel?” “I’m okay. Children always have the easiest requests.” Akira shifted in her seat and Gian stepped on the gas. “I’m happy I got to help him.”

“What makes you think I’d ever go back with you? “Sean, do I need to remind you? We’ve been divorced for a long time. We have nothing to do with each other anymore.” Sean clutched at his ears like he couldn’t bear to hear it, breathing heavily. He stepped forward, reaching for my hand. “Jane, after you left, I realized I can’t live without you! Without your presence at home, I can’t even sleep. If you don’t come back to me, then life has no meaning!”