Let Me Move On Novels & Stories

I stayed there for a few hours, telling him what happened in the past two months that he is gone. "You know what? I want to tell you something." I told him, if he can hear me, he won't be able to tell it to anyone so I am here to say this. "I think I have finally moved on from my past. For the past few months, I realized that holding onto it will make me slow on progression. I always wanted to help the Blood Moon pack, to be part of it, but my past always brings me back to those dark times when I am still alone. It's like, I will never really find a home for me, people who will stay beside me and will cherish me. Looks like I found them, I am not just aware since I am always thinking about n

He is not supposed to remember me because finally, I'm able to move on. Today, I didn't even think about him and tomorrow will be they same. I will probably do the same thing once again. Well, I'm going back to that hell of a house.. This is my life now and this is my story.

“We can always start fresh and move away seeing as this place has left you with such bad memories.” “Move away? To where?” “My home. It’s not far from here, just a few states over.” “My home is here, my life is here.” “Your human life is here. Maybe it would be better to start fresh with your new life.” “I’ll think about it after this is all over with.” I compromise as I walk out the door, letting it slam behind me.

“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.

This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot. “Then let’s move,” I said, stepping past him. “Before someone realizes I’m gone.”

Like it had lost its soul when my father died. I parked and stepped out. No cars. No staff moving. No voices. The house was too quiet. I tried the door. Unlocked. My stomach tightened. “Hello?” I called softly. Nothing. That’s when my phone buzzed. A text from Cass. “I moved out. I couldn’t stay there anymore. I need to find my own life. I told you before. I’m done letting her control me.”

She’s already moved on. And I should have too. I step back, my jaw clenching. "You’re good." She nods without turning around. I walk out. Maybe I’m the one who’s still holding on?

“They can adapt all they want.” A pause. Then. “What are you thinking?” I exhaled slowly. Then answered. “I won’t be here when they do.” Silence. Then— “You’re moving again.” “Yes.” “But where?” I looked ahead. Into the gap. Deeper. Where it wasn’t fully formed yet. Where it was still undefined. Still open. Still. Potential. “I’m not moving through the system,” I said. “Or away from it.” A pause. Then. “I’m moving beyond it.”

NARAYA Zilla stared at me like I'd grown a second head. “You can't be serious.” “But I am,” I said, my fork chattering against the ceramic plate. “Don't get me wrong, I'm happy you've finally moved on from that bastard, but c’mon, that doesn't mean you should throw away your entire life because of a breakup.” “This is me picking my life up, Zilla.” The fork in my hand chattered slowly onto the plate. “I can't afford to be in the same space as he is. I need to breathe. To… to truly move on.”

"No, don't. At least I had heard it coming for you. At least, there's closure." "Why are you saying that as if you moved on that fast?" I asked him and he just shrugged. “You even ignored me for the whole week. "I hadn’t moved on yet. And I avoided you to distance myself and let you think properly. I want you to know who is the one who made you miss the most.” He answered. Moving on is when you can say that you're 100% okay inside out. I guess I just accepted it. With time, I know I will. Don't worry."