I Already Moved On Novels & Stories

"I messed up. I ruined my life. It's a new day but the same b ullshit. I am forever trap in the past. I can't even remember how many times I got in jail just because of my crazy pranks. I even learned how to smoke and drink harder. Fight like a fucking wild animal. Everything is ruined even my relationship with my parents. I am even calling my Dad old man. Kenzo, I cannot bring back the old Kylie that everybody used to love. She's gone, long gone." "Baby, I am not asking you to bring back your old self. What I am trying to ask you is move on.. move on from the past. Don't trap yourself there. I am here for you no matter what happens and what you are now it doesn't really matter and I don't

Everything about me doesn’t matter to him anymore. We have different paths now and I should move on already because for sure he did it too already.

My main motive now is to become successful and have my revenge on Randel and his bitch of a wife. After two tiresome and unbearable weeks in the medical prison labeled as hospital, I get discharged. When we get home, I inform my grandma about my plan to move to a new place, a whole new continent to have a fresh start. I figured I can’t stay in this country if I want to really move on from my first heartbreak. I have to get some space from the people who hurt me, the people I am trying to move on from. My grandmother immediately understands my point and agree for us to move.

My girlfriend had spent three years chasing the one who got away. The night before our wedding, the two of them trashed her bride's dress together. I wanted to call it off. She just laughed it off. "I only wanted to make sure I wouldn't regret my youth. From now on I'm all yours, so can't you be a little generous about it?" So I turned around and prepared a grand gift for them instead, wishing them a lifetime of happiness. Later, she came back crying, begging me to forgive her. I held up my hand and let my wedding ring catch the light. "Sorry. I'm married."

“ I smiled at him as I stood up from where I sat without saying a word “ I had so much in my mind to say and I wasn’t going to say it right now shd at this moment . “You know what Jared , you know what exactly is wrong with you , you can’t accept the fact that I moved on after you tried to ruin me . I would say this over and over again , "I never got married to your dad because I wanted to get back at you , you know what you just can’t accept the fact that I moved on from you and to your father , I never did , I was on my own and love found me .”

I asked, stretching in my chair. He hesitated before sitting across from me. “You’re really done with Cross, aren’t you?” I exhaled slowly. “Yeah, Aaron. I am.” He studied me, as if searching for cracks in my resolve. “I just… I don’t want you to be lying to yourself.” I offered him a small smile. “I’m not.” He still didn’t look convinced. “Aaron, I’m moving on,” I reassured him. “For the first time in forever, I’m actually trying to be happy again. Cross isn’t in my life anymore. And he won’t be.”

"I hate you too Trent! Stay away from me! And leave me the fuck alone!" He sniggers and rolls his eyes. "I left you a long time ago! You are the one who is still hung up on me! You are the one who still hasn't moved on. You are the one who still hasn't left me!" I pause for a moment, taking in every word he just said. "Well, I stand before you tonight and I confirm to you that I..." I take in a deep breath. "I have moved on from you, Trent. For good." ^^^^

I nodded, even though my chest felt tight and hollow at the same time . “Yeah. Okay.” I saw the confusion in his eyes now. Good. For once, he didn’t understand what I was feeling. “I get it now,” I said softly. “You’ve already moved on.” Silence. “You already have a new life,” I continued. “A new family.” He didn’t deny it. “And I…” My voice wavered for a second, but I pushed through it. “I was just something left behind.” “That’s not…” “Don’t,” I cut him off gently. “Please don’t try to fix it now. It’s too late for that.”

I was finally putting the past behind me and moving forward. As days turned into weeks, weeks turned to months and months to years, I found herself thinking less and less about what happened between Derrick and I. I was busy with my new life, and I was finally starting to feel like myself again. The weight of the past was lifting, and I was starting to feel like anything was possible. I was creating a new life for myself , and it felt good. I began to think about the future, and I started to have hope again. I felt like I could finally start living my life the way I wanted to.

I dropped the flowers and moved back. This is it, everything has ended and now this is my new beginning.