He Left Me To Die Novels & Stories

This cannot be my life… This… I feel so sleepy now… Perhaps I should just die in this so-called sleep… I wish I have been overdosed by Leah and I die… There is nothing to leave for…

It's my face that he sees while he chokes on his own blood, and I step back before I get it on my shoes. I bend down so we're eye-to-eye when the life leaves his body. "That one was for my father."

I left alone my sick mom who was half dead and walked to my dad with the happiness that my dad had called me. " Am leaving you cursed people. You can never have a mate once your mom died in your hand bitch" He said taking out a bag and walking out of the basement to the exit door which was so heartbreaking. I didn't mind all that. I walked to my mom who I noticed was already died and knelt beside her crying out my life " Mom, I promise you to get a better mate than yours that left you like this " I said leaving her dead body running outside the apartment with tears running down my eyelid like a broken dam.

He refused to believe I was gone and forced the doctors to try to resuscitate me again and again. However, no miracle came. The doctors were at a complete loss. Eventually, when my body began to decay, Jacob finally accepted the truth. After I died, he completely fell apart. He ignored the company, stayed home drinking every day, clutching my photo and talking to himself. "Honey, I know you will come back. You're just mad at me, right? I'm sorry. When you come back, I'll never make you angry again. We'll have a good life together."

“This is how I die… without ever knowing why you left.” The words dissolve into sobs, shaking me until I can’t tell if it’s my voice or just the sound of air leaving my chest.

His voice was a solemn vow, yet it sounded hollow, a promise whispered into the wind. He leaned in, his lips brushed my cheek, a feather-light touch that felt like a goodbye. Then, he was gone. The door clicked shut, leaving me alone in the sudden, echoing silence. "Death is here," I whispered, the words tasting like ash in my mouth. My life, like a fragile glass, had just shattered into a million pieces.

He wanted us to be able to defend ourselves and those we love when the world tries to take everything away from us. It’s ironic how I only fully understood the man after his death. I looked Levi dead in the eyes, gesturing with my hands for everyone else to leave. “I know,” I said, turning around to leave. Then I got to the door and stopped, turning around to face him. He had a terrified look in his eyes. “But I'm what he le ft behind. You know the saying, ‘The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.” Then I tossed the lighter inside. And boom.

But then, It vanished. Replaced by cold indifference. “Enjoy.” That was the last thing he said before turning and walking out. The door shut, Leaving me alone again. I let my head fall back against the icy wall, my eyes slowly closing. I’m not going to die…His words echoed in my mind.Over and over. Like they were glued there. But how? I was already losing myself. Piece by piece. My body felt like it was shutting down, my soul slowly slipping away. And yet… he believed I would survive this?

But everything that had once made him Pete had already died with Isabella. What remained was only a shell— a body going through the motions, hollow, soulless, and irreversibly empty.

Instead, he only laughed coldly. A wave of unease washed over me. “The base was breached by zombies! Conrad, you’re coming with me to save them! June…”