He Didn't Love Me Until I Left Novels & Stories

“That’s why I called you that when we met again at the hospital. Because I wasn’t just meeting a stranger… I was meeting my childhood love.” His voice cracked as he continued, his thumb brushing against her hand gently. “When I was fourteen, everything changed. My mom left us—me, my little sister Camila, and my father. She just… disappeared from our lives. That was the year your family and mine grew even closer. Your mom became like a mother to me. And you—” he smiled faintly, “you followed me everywhere. You were just a little girl, but you always said I was your first love.”

I would dress up, brush my hair, even spray on my mom's cologne just in case he noticed. Half the time, he never showed up. The other half, he barely looked at me. But I still chased his love like it was oxygen. Like maybe, if I was quieter, smarter, better, he would stay. Maybe it was my fault he left. It took me years to realize he never wanted to leave because of me. He left because he was a coward. A hollow man living off a woman’s name and a child’s misplaced loyalty. Now, I was going back. Not as the son who waited by the door, but as the man ready to burn the whole house down.

And also a letter which read, I hope you couldn't have forgotten me because it has been just one month since I came in your life and don't worry I'm not going to leave you so soon as I am here to take you with me so just enjoy the remaining days that you have with you where no one will be there except for both of us and I hope that you must have loved my gift which is just a small token of appreciation from my side to you” But in case if you couldn't have loved this gift than I'll be sending you one more gift soon which you will love for sure because there is nobody in the world who couldn't like the gift of mine but in case if someone did so then I give them something to dislike which they

wanted to resist but I pleaded, "Mama p...please, tell me the truth Peter always tells me I do not belong here" She began to sob and cried...... "Am so sorry, I love you so much like my own child, and I was getting ready to tell you someday." I saw raw love in her eyes for me. **Mama Flashed back** 15 years ago when I was coming back from where I work, it was late at night and very dark. When I got home and walked towards the door while I tried to open it, I heard someone panting heavily at the corner of the house.

“What message?” “He said and I quote, ‘Leave the stick in your arse in States and be on your guard, the explosion could be the beginning. Tootles xoxo.’ Yes, he said ex-oh-ex-oh in the end.” Her face was completely red when she finished, while I tried to hide my smile and thanked her. He is an absolute idiot. The idiot you love. I loved. My hand tightened on the glass as I took a sip of the cold sweet juice. He was my first love, first everything, until he showed me his real face and walked away with my heart, never looking back.

I made up my mind to talk to mom. Mom picked it immediately to my surprise because she hardly picks calls. It’s either the phone is on her bag and wouldn’t hear it or she left it in the living room and wouldn’t know. You would have given her several missed calls before she calls back. But today was quite different, I felt good or should I say better for picking immediately. I needed to hear her own opinion. I decided to narrate my ordeal to her. She gave a big sigh like she was sad. Then she spoke very clear, “Listen, my dear daughter, you may not know you love him until he leaves you.” “Meaning,” I said.

But then why did she have to tell him all that? "You're right. But I was foolish then. I was blinded by arrogance and pride, and.." his voice faltered, "I.. guess I was angry at your mother after what I saw about her. I didn't know that I loved her until she left. I didn't know that I was already getting accustomed to her until I saw that empty room." His confused confession warmed my heart and I blinked back at the warm tears in my eyes. "Will you leave her now? Is it true that you only want me?"

"Get out!" "You heard her. Leave she doesn't want you anymore," "But, I love you," "Yeah right, shove your love in your fucking dick cause I don't need it. Now leave?" "I'm so..." "Get out?" "Fine. I'll leave," he said sadly and left. His emotions don't affect me at all, I lost my heart already. "I think that was kinda of harsh," "Don't tell me you're the one who told where I was?" "No, I didn't. I'm as surprised as you are,"

APRIL Is love supposed to be like this? I never imagined that the reason he had left me was because of Melissa. Again. When I had gone to find him, I was surprised to see him sleeping beside her on her bed. It seemed like I was no one to him still. I decided to leave.

Everything he'd done at the cathedral. And then his voice carrying me through the dance floor: "Don't refuse me. You know leaving me hurts you too." I closed my eyes and buried my head in my knees. He was right. I couldn't run. But he was also wrong. He thought I'd left because I was chasing money and power. He didn't know, the reason I left was precisely because I loved him. And now that love had become a knife. The handle was in his hand. The blade was pointed at my heart.