I Was Already Gone Novels & Stories

It was from my middle school graduation. I ran my fingers over his face in the picture and whispered, "Dad, I'm sorry for getting you mixed up in this mess." My mom died when I was little, and Dad never remarried. He put everything he had into raising me, just as my mom had done before she passed. The car crash ten years ago took him from me, and with him went the most important part of my life. I never told anyone he died. I just said he moved to another country and hardly ever returned.

After we'd had a fight, my childhood sweetheart, Adrian Hale, deliberately agreed to take a sophomore named Sienna Reed to Beach House Week on Cape Cod. He was certain I'd do what I always did: get jealous, start a fight, then swallow my pride and beg him to come home. But when he returned to Kingsley University with Sienna a week later, he found me unexpectedly easy to deal with. He gave Sienna my lead creator slot in the National Robotics Challenge. I didn't quit. I organized her test data and rewrote her presentation for her. He backed Sienna in the student council election and picked apart my work during the public debate. I didn't argue. I admitted I could have prepared better and calml

At myself for not finding another way. "Calista," I spoke directly to her through our bond. Pushed my words through the connection even though I did not know if she could hear. "I know you are in there. I know you are fighting. Do not give up. Do not let it win. Come back to me." Nothing. Just emptiness where her presence should be. The darkness had swallowed her whole and I could not reach her. Could not pull her back. I was losing her and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

he added checking his phone distressed. I nodded making a face. "Of course it is an emergency and me sleeping outside is not."I told him. "If you ran out of options, you can come to the party. It is a better option than sleeping outside. You will be having fun for once in your life at least."he told me and just like that, he was gone. Was he actually serious? Run out of option he said. I had no options. Alex was my only option and now he was not my option anymore.

It takes Nathan Crane ten years to go from being a street vendor with a cart to becoming a darling of the investment world—and I've spent all ten years right beside him. At his most desperate moment, I even sacrifice my own dignity and kneel before my father, who'd cheated on my mother, and beg for 20 bucks to pay for groceries. When Nathan looks at me with a pained expression, feeling bad about what I had to go through, I simply say, "Can you take me with you when your company is finally listed on the Meridian Exchange?" He promises to do just that. Once Nathan's company takes off, I bring it up again. Without even looking at me, he says, "I'm busy right now. We'll talk about it sometim

The storm hit just as our graduation gala ended. The lights went out. Rain swallowed the front steps. In the dark, I called my fiancé, my childhood best friend, and my brother. None of them answered. With seven percent left on my phone, I huddled against the auditorium wall. Then headlights swept across the windows, and I saw my twin sister. My fiancé was carrying her to the car. My best friend held the door while my brother kept her graduation cap and flowers dry beneath his jacket. All three of them had come for her. Not one had remembered me. They remembered the strawberry cream cake she loved, but never my dairy allergy. They helped her study while I figured things out alone. Even my fia

I had always been terrible with directions. The moment I stepped outside my familiar neighborhood, I could lose my bearings completely. My fiancé insisted that after we got married, we'd move to the suburbs, so I needed to learn how to find my way around on my own. For six months, he repeatedly dropped me off in unfamiliar places and watched me break down in tears as I wandered in circles. Tonight, as a torrential storm battered the city and the old waterfront industrial district prepared to close for construction, he left me at its entrance with a map marked with incorrect exits. "Find your way to the parking garage, and I'll consider your training complete." I followed the street sig

But something about pissing him off excited me, and I cursed myself for giving into it as I spoke. "I mean, I don't have it anymore. It's gone. No longer in my possession." "G.O.N.E. Gone."

she said in that soft voice. "But you do not love me anymore," she said and I shook my head. "No... I do... I do love you." I said to her and the smile on her face disappeared and slowly she faded too, slowly. Yes, she was gone, I was just hallucinating, I had lost her a long time ago and even though her memories haunt me, she would never come back. she was gone, forever.

Just before we disappeared into the clouds, I took a deep breath of air and let out a long exhale that carried all my bitter memories. “Goodbye, San Jose. You are now officially my past.”