Here I Come Again On My Own Mga Nobela at Kwento

I looked around my apartment, everything was set and It was just perfect. “Time to start anew Luciana.” I smiled to myself. Suddenly my phone pinged, It was a message notification, I picked it up and read it- ‘I am coming to you.’ ~ Simon. My eyes widened in surprise as I kept rereading the text to be sure I wasn’t hallucinating. He is coming?, like here?. My phone pinged again and I hastily picked it up, opening the message in a flash. ‘on my way’-He texted again.

I said. My voice echoed in the void. “I will always come.”

I will get away from here, again. No one can will stop me. -------------------------------------------------------

Come alone. My blood ran cold all over again.

They didn’t know I was here. I was on my own.

Why did I even come back here? I should’ve stayed in my sanctuary. I nearly slapped myself.

I'm exactly where I belong. And the heat inside me burns brighter than ever. Because they came for me. They fought for me. They reclaimed me. And tonight... They'll do it again and again. Until every inch of me remembers. Until I forget what empty feels like. Until I'm theirs completely. Forever.

he said icily and she quickly dragged her gaze to the floor, her fingers fiddling with the hem of her shirt. "Now.." He muttered, staring into his glass of wine. "I'm only gonna ask you once. What're you doing in my room?" Kimberly's breath wavered as she fixed her gaze to the floor, racking her head for an appealing answer. At that moment, she totally forgot the alphabetical letters that she could use to compose a sentence. "If I have to repeat myself, you'll be sorry for it" he said in his usual cold tone. Kimberly slowly reached back and brought out her mobile phone that she had hidden at her back pocket.

No one has ever truly loved me, and no one ever will. I walk slowly and quietly in the woods; it is so quiet that only the breaking of sticks under our feet can be heard. “You can go back now. I won’t come back. Why will I?” I mutter, then increase my pace. “I’m better off on my own, I don’t need… I don’t…” I slump on the ground, tears flowing freely from my eyes. “Keep walking,” one of them says. I stand up, clear my eyes, and keep walking. After all, that is the only thing I can do.

“I’m coming.” .