If I Can't Be Yours Novels & Stories

I can't bring myself to say goodbye. "I can't; I am hoping it is the shock of everything, and in a couple of days I will feel how I used to; if not, then I will walk away, I promise." I have to; I can't sit around and wait just in case I feel the same again.

“Stop being mean to me! Stop being mean to me!” I break down in tears. My chest is stifling. It cannot contain my frustration. Why won't anything ever go my way? “Kael, what do I do?” Kael pats my back with an assuring look. “It's okay. This is not the end. You can still shift another full moon. Pull yourself together.” “What do I do? What do I do Kael…I'm so confused right now…” She sighs and without speaking another word, she just pulls me into her body. I stay there in her hands and my tears flow.

I hate myself right now. I hate everyone!

I should be angry and throwing a tantrum, but I am surprised and still come and not angry, just a bit disappointed, though. 'Am sorry I didn't tell. I knew you would disagree. You are so proud, but I want you to be okay. Somewhere I can see you every day and know you are really fine. Steph, you know that I care about you so much that you are always on my mind. Life without you is becoming hard for me. I wish you could just give me a chance to be there for you. To love and cherish you. Please say yes to me. Be my girlfriend.'

But stop mid-step when I hear the softness and sadness in Lyric’s voice. “I can't be yours. You can’t want me.” I turn to look at her, my brows pull together, “I don’t want a mate. I don’t want to be anyone’s mate.” There’s so much grief in her voice and an abundance of resolution. It’s as if she believes she’s not good enough for me.

I was going to lose myself. 💔

I can't believe I loved you I can't believe I loved you I can't believe I loved you I should've slit my wrist, popped some pills, hell, jumping off a bridge is easier than this! I tried to live, I really did, for my friends, family...too many people care about me. And I've survived for months, but I shattered the moment he came into the gallery. Why can't he leave me alone?

I can't accept the fact that I am helpless. Shit!

‘I wish it were you. _____________

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing