Novel & Cerita I Just Want To Run Away

“You can already see how much I am wanting you…” I feel like I want to be sick, and desperate now to run away. I feel my palms are sweaty as I stand at the foot of the bed, my heart pounding, not sure what to do now. If I flee he would not be happy… I would risk it all… my plan would fail...

Fuck it. I'm stressed, I'm confused, and I'm one bad day away from a complete mental breakdown. Not to mention the fact that after everything that happened today, I want to get as far away from Luca as possible. All the cracks are showing in my carefully constructed life, and I'm not sure I can take it anymore. I want to go home. I want my family. All I know is this: right here, in this moment, the only option is to run. I don't stop to think - I know I'll only talk myself out of it. Instead, I grab my purse and my phone charger and head for the door. I'm going home to Atlanta, and God help anyone who tries to stop me.

which she miraculously accepted after much argument, aside that i've just being a pawn in her game. I needed to free myself...maybe if I run away it will be better then i can get away from all this...that is definitely a bad idea..."What happens next? running away doesn't get the problem solved, maybe for a while you feel free but it still gonna be there" So what am i gonna do? well i did what any emotional person in my state would do, continue driving to know where in particular.

Darius said. He then walked out of my sight, his eyes were watery but he did not cry, he is a real demon. I need to run away! Okay now that I realized I need to run away, the question is how do I run away? It is not that easy to run away. Why should I even run away, is there a need for me to run away when there is obviously no in chasing me away? What would happen to my luxuries? What would happen to my house and everything? I am too big of a figure to run away or am I?

“Don’t do that. Don’t hide from me.” His hand rose to my cheek. A gentle touch, almost reverent. That heat again-not magic, not tether-but him. “I’m trying,” I whispered. “For you.” His jaw clenched, like he wanted to say something dangerous — something that scared even him — but Damian’s voice thundered from ahead: “Move! We’re not safe out here!” Kael leaned his forehead down to mine, for one brief, stolen second. Then he grabbed my hand again, and we ran.

My gaze inevitably hardened, feeling a little repulsed by the glint of hope in his eyes, not caring about the consequences when it would be me who got hurt in the end. “Stay the fuck away from me”, I said, jogging off in the woods - this time running away from myself.

I rested my hands on the counter, staring at myself in the mirror. I have to leave. I have to run away from him. I can't let him touch me. God, he just said I have no choice. I need to leave. God, how am I going to do that?

I run from everything. But I'm done running.

Kira's POV "Let's run away," I said Immediately, my voice trembling but resolute. Jamison froze, his eyes wide with disbelief. “W–what? What did you just say?” he stammered. “I said let’s run away, Jamison,” I repeated, this time firmer, more certain. I reached for his hands, hoping he would see how desperate I was, how we really needed to do this but surprisingsly he stepped back away from me, shaking his head negatively.

I want to scream at him, kick him, call him names. But yet, I also want to be in his arms. Shit. A tear spilled. Shit, I need to get away. My feet sprang into action. I ran.