Left Behind Novels & Stories

All I heard was the muffled sounds of her crying. I listened quietly. When the airport announcement prompted passengers to board, I hung up on her. Then, I went to my contacts, where I blocked and deleted the number. With that, I grabbed my luggage and went to board the plane. Soon, the plane took off and broke through the clouds. When I watched the city fading into the distance into a tiny dot, I felt a wave of peace wash over me. (The End)

On the back of the photo, a line of faded ink written in pen remained. "Mylo, the truth was, I always wanted to win against you because that was the only way you’d remember me forever." In front of the gravestone, two shadows intertwined under the setting sun, as if they had finally reached a reconciliation. The sounds of the battle between Mylo and Vera were gone from the world. All that remained was the endless sound of the waves on that beach.

But what I didn't know was that outside the door, Zane had stopped walking. His hand rested against the wall. His face was unreadable. Because one sentence kept repeating inside his mind. “My mother left something behind.” And for the first time in years, the dead past had given him a reason to look back.

The night before the long holiday break, my father, Vincent Croft, my mother, Eleanor Danforth, and my older brother, Tristan Croft, gathered around my younger sister, Phoebe Croft, to discuss where they were going to go for vacation. Tristan held up his phone for everyone to see. "Let's go to the safari park. It's interactive, and the pictures will turn out great." Eleanor pushed Tristan's phone aside and placed her own in front of everyone. "The aquarium is better. It's clean, it doesn't smell bad, and the pictures turn out better than if we were to go to the zoo." Vincent smiled and ended their disagreement by saying, "Phoebe, look. Which one would you like? Whichever one you pick, tha

It was supposed to be our pre-wedding getaway. The five of us had gone to the beach together when my boyfriend's childhood friend, Wendy Riverson, suddenly removed her earrings and suggested we play Elite Society again. "Lowest bidder gets eliminated. No motorboat for them—they have to swim to the island." One person bid 3000. Another offered 20000. Then my boyfriend, George Foster, casually put down 5 million. "Spend it however you want," he told her indulgently. "I've got plenty more." The other two immediately started cheering. "Nice, George! Wendy's dying to marry you, I think!" Once again, I was eliminated, for I only put in 50. When George noticed my expression, he frowned. "It's j

At the wedding reception, every place card at the last table bore an online username instead of a real name. I turned to my husband and quietly asked who these people were. Before he could answer, a young woman at the table blinked at me and said playfully, "Hey, we're not strangers. I've been hiking with Zane for three years. Every time we go out, we sleep in the same tent." The others at the table burst out laughing. "Say it. Does Zane snore in his sleep?" I stood there frozen, wineglass in hand, utterly humiliated. To my surprise, Zane laughed along with them. "They're all my friends. I bought you tickets to Caldera Bay for our honeymoon, but I'm not going. I finally have some time

I was still mad at him for leaving without saying a word, and wanted him to sweat a little longer. “Yours is the only number I know off by heart. I forgot my phone when I left, I bought a new one on the way home once I'd realized that I'd left it behind,” he said as matter of fact. His words pissed me off, left it behind? Left it behind? I raged inside. “Well you seem to be leaving everything behind lately, don't you Mason?” I said angrily through gritted teeth. I heard him let out a soft sigh, I guessed he was rubbing his head thinking about how to reply.

"Raya's long gone and I left because I didn't want to endanger her-" She clicked her tongue and cut me off, "Oh no, but Clarisse doesn't know that. You know, the thing about those who are left behind, they'll easily believe whatever reason they are presented with just to cover up that void in their hearts. That reason was a valid one in Clarisse's perspective rather than the one in her head: that you left because you no longer love your sister." "I mean, you should know, right?" She continued, "You were also left behind, and look at you living is euphoric ignorance."

3 YEARS AGO "Why me?" "Because you are my last option." "But father –" "But nothing" he thundered and she gasped. "I'm sorry, my dear. But we are about to go bankrupt and we will lose everything including the Greenyork Estate" he held her shoulders tenderly and she looked at him. "I know how much that property means to you but we need this merger" he smiled at her. She closed her eyes and sighed in defeat. Her sigh was a silent mourn for all she had lost and all she was about to lose.

Because when someone you love wakes up and walks away without a word…It feels a whole lot like being left behind. And I had no idea why.