Kept You Waiting Huh Novels & Stories

“Bleiz, by the time you see this letter, I will have already left. As for where I went, I don’t know either, but you won’t find me. As for why I left, the reason is simple: I don’t want to wait anymore.” “I don’t understand. How much longer do I have to wait for you to take me away? Will you one day lie to me and say that I have to wait for your and Mona’s child to grow up, get married, and have children, or wait until you’ve grown old with her before you leave with me?” “Bleiz, my youth is also limited. I don’t want to continue waiting for you based on an empty promise that has no end in sight. Let’s say goodbye here. We will never meet again.”

“You’re going to forget to eat.” “I won’t.” “You will.” “I won’t.” A pause. Kevin leans in quickly and presses a brief kiss to Arlo’s cheek. “Liar.” Then he’s gone. Arlo doesn’t react immediately. Just keeps typing. The numbers on the screen make sense. They always do. Clean inputs. Predictable outputs. Control. His fingers pause over the keyboard. Not because of Kevin. Because of Something. Arlo frowns slightly. It’s not a sound. Not a voice.

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Waiting. This was not over.

SHAWNA Liam has been keeping me waiting here for some minutes now and I've been here since, he just kept telling me that I should please hold on for him. The most annoying and infuriating part of this is that he's not telling me what's keeping him waiting, he just keeps telling me to calm down. I sipped on the coffee before me with anger thrumming through me, I'm trying so hard to suppress the anger in me right now but nothing seems to be forthcoming.

Denver. Hold on a little longer. Someone is coming.

Not free. Just waiting.

“You’re kicking me out?” His mouth lifted slightly. “No. Just... take your time. Figure out what you want. I won’t rush you.” I hated that he was being so patient. I hated that he was making it easier for me to keep holding back. And most of all... I hated that I didn’t want him to stop waiting. I shifted my weight, glancing at his car again. “Are you leaving?” He hesitated, then shook his head. “Not yet.” Another pause.

“No?’ he said. “Very well, if that’s the way you’re going to be, and after I waited so long as well. I was beginning to think you wouldn’t make it.” “You’re not the first person to say that to me today.” “So you make a habit of keeping people waiting do you? Or are you just a little slow off the mark? Never mind, don’t answer that. I just hope you’ve been looking forward to this meeting as much as I have.”

Ancient. And waiting.