I Just Want To Run Novels & Stories

He stares down at me, horror flashing across his face. I open my mouth to speak, but before I can— "Run." The voice in my head commands it, and my body obeys. I don’t want to run, but I do. Faster than I ever have before.

I sigh, wondering if everyone will be this excitable whenever I want to make an announcement. “Settle down everyone!” Grace orders, her smile set into a playful smirk. She is clearly enjoying herself. As the crowd quiets again, I thank her before turning back to face the crowd. “I want to apologize for my behaviour earlier today but I also want to assure you all that killing my father was the right thing to do. As such I want to announce that the Run which is to happen in six months will be canceled.” I begin to explain, seeing confusion and shock amongst the crowd.

"You're leaving it in place, aren't you?" "For the families," she said, watching anxiously as the ramp was lowered on the truck. "I'll write up some instructions, although it's computer-guided. They won't have to do anything but type in what they want to see, then stand back and watch the show. Not that we'll be using the program. I can find whatever you want to see." "I have no doubt." She glanced at him. "What?" "Nothing. Just you." Which meant what? Not that Liam would tell her if she asked.

He was a big man with no smile. "I'm ready," I said. I started to run on the treadmill. I ran fast. I wanted to feel my heart pounding. I wanted to feel my muscles burn. I wasn't running away. I was getting ready. If Marcus wanted me to be a machine, I would be a machine. A machine that was going to break his house down.

I have to escape! I do the only thing that comes to my mind: I run.

I run into the forest. I run into the darkness. I run, and run, and run. He does not follow. I don't know why he has let me go. I don't have time to think about it now. I run until I cannot breathe. I run until my bones hurt. I run until the pain in my heart matches the agony in my legs. Until I collapse.

I’m running from what I truly want. And it’s the hardest thing to admit: I still want Elliott.

[stuttering] “I—I—I disgust you.” I never craved to be alone for a long period. I badly want to scurry off somewhere quiet, just me alone. Perfect timing: the car halted. I checked our location and realized we were back with the pack. Without hesitation, I unlocked the door, hurried out, and slammed it. hard, while I ran out there sight. Tears welled up in my eyes as I ran as fast as I could, not heading to my room, just wanted to be where I wouldn't be called disgust!

All I want to do is run and hunt, run and hunt, and be in the wild for as long as I can. My lin is back, and the world feels so light, I don’t feel so alone anymore!

I couldn’t let the nerves get to me, I needed to get rid of them. I walked back to my room, pulling out joggers from my closet and slipping on a long sleeve turtleneck, my running shoes following after, before walking with determined steps to the door. I can’t just stay indoors. I thought to myself as I pulled the door open, walking out of the apartment. I had a business to run, regardless of whatever gossip was going round. I can’t let that affect me. I can’t. My steps grew heavier, my breath coming out in huffs as I jogged past the houses, running a couple blocks till I felt my blood pulse.