Novel & Cerita I Will Not Return To My Family

So that was off the table. Next option? My family home. I let out a bitter laugh. Right. My “family.” The same man who raised me now claimed I was nothing but a burden left on his doorstep. A name erased from every document, every memory, like I never mattered. Going back there would be worse than standing in the middle of a highway and waiting for impact. At least that would be quick. So that was it. No husband. No home. No family. Just… me. And maybe that was supposed to sound empowering, but right now, it felt like the start of a very slow, very public breakdown.

I sat on the edge of my bed, phone in hand, staring at the screen for what felt like an eternity. I’d spent so much time running away, keeping myself hidden, and now… now I was considering going back. Not to Zayn’s pack, but to the region my family stayed in. I couldn’t risk Zayn finding out about the kids, not yet. I wasn’t ready to open that chapter of my life again, not after everything that had happened.

They didn't want me, not even felt the slightest regret for what they did to me. But now I have a family, Hazel adores me and Hayden..... He wants me.... Just not in a way that is normal.. Why did I just call him family? The thought had flowed passed so easily and it sent a wave of anxiety through me. His words from last night replayed in my head, did I return to our former town despite the risk of him finding me because I wanted and yearned for him? No... I wouldn't allow his words from last night inside my of head..

I was supposed to avenge his death, not fuck the person that murdered him in cold blood. “Donna would not even want to speak to you,” Moxilla said. So where do I go from here, I don't even have a family to run to or a friend to talk to. My kids were still on the bed, sleeping soundly. I was grateful that they weren't killed. “So what do we do?” Moxilla asked like I had the answers in my palm. I just shrugged, clueless on what to do but one thing I know is that I was never coming back here again, or even getting married to Ryan.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, I really don't know when will I come back," I said, sighing. Sadness can be seen on their faces as I said I must leave the place that serves as my second home for years. I couldn't give them an assurance because I don't know what will happen next. Maybe I should never go back here and I would choose to stay in the province where I was born with my family. I don't want my friends to wait for me or expect without assurance.

The triplets crowded in close, and I wrapped them in a hug. Karly whispered, "Are we ever going to go home again?" I looked up at the stars. "No," I said softly. "Some places become not home anymore. And sometimes the people you love no longer become your family." "But we're a family, aren't we?" Zaya asked. I smiled weakly, despite it hurting. "We are. Always." Zain stuffed the photograph into my coat pocket. "He doesn't get to keep us." I closed my eyes.

I told them off, hoping they would stop bothering me, and just leave me alone. I really have no intention of going back to the Pack, and I really wished he could totally understand and let me and my family be at peace. "But your people need you, so just come back with us." He said trying to convince me, but I'm totally not buying it, and I'm never going to allow anyone to talk me into going back. "I'm really sorry Damon, but I really can't go back there, so please let me be." I told him, Hoping he would really stop talking about it and just leave.

They want this, they want you to win back your love's heart, I started to tell myself within my mind; reminding myself that my family wanted to see me back with my mate, as bad as I wanted to, now. "Yes," I said softly, answering my thought. As I wipe away my tears, stopping myself from crying anymore. "They want me to be happy," I told myself, softly, turning my head away from the car window, now staring ahead of me and at the driver in full black. It was so painful saying goodbye to my family, that it was hard for me to handle. Four years ago, I had no family that loves me and now I do. It was now sad to see that I was leaving them and that I will not be seeing them whenever I wake up with

He was solely against my going back to Daniel’s house and now that I have returned I refused to go back home. “When do you plan on returning home?” Hayden asked. I turned to look at him when I heard him ask the question. The word got to me real well because I have no plans on going home and I don't know how to tell dad and Hayden. “I'm not going back.” Hayden opened his eyes wider than normal when he heard what I said. He looked like his eyes were about to pop out.

I swallowed, him saying those words meaning so much to me. “ I know but if I leave, I may never come back. I may never see my family, I may never meet them in my life. I want to see them. We can run faster when we go back to cover the hours, please. I just want to meet my parents and my sister.” I spoke out with my whole heart, stepping closer to him and holding him with his eyes trained on me. I stared into those burning eyes and it was as if they would consume me. I tried to look at any part of him I recognized but there was very little. He was drowning, drowning in the fire that wanted to consume him. “ No.” He shot out, his voice harsh, having me to frown and take a step back.