I Was Already Gone Novels & Stories

I was not back in a week. By the time I had handled what needed handling and made it back to the city, she was not at the coffee shop and not at the noodle place and not at her campus address and the number I had for her had been disconnected and the contact who had helped me find her in the first place came back with nothing. Three months later I received a message through a channel I trusted completely. She was gone. That was the word used. Gone. The way it was used when gone meant something specific and permanent, the way it was used when someone wanted you to understand that looking was finished.

What happened to me? In an instant, Rowena pushed me out of her mind. She hurried over, carefully helping him sit up and gently feeding him the oatmeal. By the time she thought of me again, the hospital room was already empty. I had long since returned to my own room and begun packing my luggage. When the maid saw me, she sighed and shook her head, clearly hoping I would stay. As I packed, I said softly, "It's fine. Please tell Ms. Atkinson she doesn't owe me anything. I owe her far too much."

He knew about Martin by now, and the knowledge sat between us with the particular discomfort of a truth that had arrived too late to prevent the damage it revealed. I told myself not to think about Cedrick. He was gone. He had said he was leaving, and I believed him, and the goodbye in the courthouse corridor was the last one, and I would never see him again. I repeated this to myself while I washed the tea cups and folded the laundry and checked Elan's homework and cooked dinner for my brother and my son, and each repetition was supposed to make it easier and didn't.

On the day of my marking ceremony, my twin sister suddenly returned to the pack. To pick her up, my parents, my brother, and even my mate all abandoned me. While Vivian proudly showed off a photo of herself surrounded by everyone on the pack forum, I tried to reach them through our mind link. That was when I discovered that they had already blocked me. My mate, Damian, was the only one who called me. He only said one thing. "Stop making a scene. The marking ceremony can be held another time, but Vivian rarely gets the chance to come home." As the whole pack jeered at me, I calmly canceled the marking ceremony. After returning home alone, I wrote a new number in my diary. [100.] That

Mom raises me and my brother, Cameron Joyner, by herself after she gets a divorce. Cameron was born with congenital asthma and has to take medication every day. Although I'm healthier, Mom treats me better than Cameron. She always says, "You're the apple of my eye, Cassie. I don't want you to feel troubled because of Cam." From the very beginning of my life, I've always been number one in Mom's heart. However, the year I turn 15, Cameron suddenly disappears. Mom completely changes after he goes missing.

“The warehouse is gone.” She stared at me. I could almost see the sentence hit her and fail to make sense. “Gone? What does gone mean?” She repeated. “The building where they took you.” My voice came out flatter than I intended. “It’s been demolished.” For a second she just blinked at me like she hadn’t heard properly then she shook her head. “No.” “June…” “No.” She sat straighter, pulling her hand from mine. “No, that doesn’t make sense. How can a building be gone?”

From now on, I'll truly make it up to both of you. I shook my head a little. Mom, there is no 'from now on.' Caleb is already dead. But even if I were still alive, she probably would not really make anything up to me. She did not like Caleb. I understood that the moment the truck crushed me and I desperately reached toward the direction she had driven away, while she never once looked back. In her heart, Caleb mattered less than Adrian's dog. Maybe it was because I had become a ghost, but I suddenly felt so cold that I shivered.

Lucius personally handed the vampires' only sacred mark of the First Embrace to his human secretary, Vivian. Every vampire in the room was waiting to see me humiliated. But I simply raised my glass and calmly wished her eternal life. Lucius's face darkened. He crushed the glass in his hand. Six years ago, the vampire council forced me to sign a contract: Bear an heir within two years: receive the First Embrace and three hundred million. Bear one within four years: receive fifty million. If no child after six years, I must allow my husband to take another partner. When Lucius found out, he demanded with bloodshot eyes whether I'd slept beside him for love, or for the vampires' immortality and

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."

He robbed me of my former self. It's getting dark on my way. I'm not even sure where I am anymore. I just went for a walk, unconcerned about what might happen to me. I don't mind. I just want to vanish. And if I could just vanish, I would have done so a long time ago.