Missing You Terribly Novels & Stories

Desperate and searching. Feeling for something that wasn’t there anymore. “They were there,” I whispered. “All of them were there…” “I know.” “No, you don’t!” I cried, tears spilling now. “You don’t know what it feels like!” My body shook and my breath uneven. “I didn’t even know,” I choked out. “I didn’t even know there were three and now… now one of them is just…” Gone. The word wouldn’t come out, because saying it would make it real. And I wasn’t ready

to stop her. This has been our family dynamic ever since that happened when we were kids. Saying, "Ma/Pa, I'm going upstairs to rest, and it is getting late," I spun around without waiting for their response. In preparation for bed, I laid down my belongings and changed into my pajamas. It hurts and makes me feel weak all over. Tiredness has set in. As per my customary routine, I rose early the following morning. Today is a day off for me. I pulled out my phone, and there were texts from Kent. You shouldn't accompany Gabriel later. When I do this, you won't like it. Out of nowhere, I felt a surge of anxiety and my hands began to tremble. The show was canceled yesterday night. Has it conclud

"Everything delivered this afternoon is here. Are you sure you missed the pickup notice? I posted in the group chat and sent you a message." "I searched everywhere. The only thing there was some ripped empty box under the shelf!"

"I cannot believe she abandoned me, us. Everything. Took away the money she gifted Henry. I'm not going to forgive her. She will com back to beg." Alex murmuring to himself, staring out the window with a glass of wine. It's over a day now and the house felt empty without Caro. She doesn't take Alex's calls, no return messages. He doesn't even know where to go and search for her. A sound of a wheel rolled on the hallway toward his room direction. The door creeped open.

Not long after, I saw she had deleted my comment. I spent three days at home, barely eating or drinking, too weak to even move. Finally, my best friend came over. She took one look at me and immediately called Carl. "Where are you? Your wife's really sick, and you're doing nothing?" "Hailey's right there with you, isn't she? What are you two trying to pull? Is dragging this out with these stupid games really that fun for you?" I didn't even have the energy to say anything.

“Come on, baby. I miss you so bad. Don’t you miss me?” “No!” I tell him, meaning it. “What is there to miss? Cleaning up after your ass? Cooking for you, food you never appreciated, not once? Rolling over and lifting my nightgown every morning so that you could get your fill and then leave without even asking if I needed anything? No, Jeff, I do not miss you. Not even a little bit!”

“You, you really…ahh, Why are you so careless? Can’t you be a little careful even just for a while??” Hugging me so tight, I hug her back. It's really been so long since I last saw her. I missed her, and I miss my friends… but more than that, judging by how my life has become, it would be hard to be back to what we all used to be. “I missed you” Oh how I wish for things to be better… I really want for these problems to end… “I missed you too, but really, Kianna, you scared the hell out of me… I really thought I would have to bury Drake with her blonde lover… why the hell did you-“

like home! "I missed you so much," Ashton whispered, his voice cracking with emotion, his words trembling with feeling, and his heart aching with longing. "I felt so alone without you, so scared, so uncertain, and so lost. I wondered if you had forgotten about me, if you had moved on, or if you had given up on me."

I feel so terrible. “But even then… I never stopped loving you, Will. Even when you broke me. Even when I wanted to forget you… I couldn’t. I tried to pretend I’m strong. But God, Will…” She grabs my shirt, pulling me closer. “I’ve missed you like hell. Your care. Your voice. Your arms. Your love. Your wildness. Your kisses. Your punishment. I’ve missed us. Every piece of it.”

He said sounding sad for not being here. “ I miss you Mel, and am sorry again for not telling you,I just hope you'll forgive me.” He said sadly. But I couldn't bring myself to answer him, I missed him too, my God did I miss him, his teasing, his cooking, and his presence around the house, I missed all of it, but I couldn't let him know I had forgiven him. Not yet anyways. “Hello.. Mel are you there” he asked a little panic in his voice at not hearing mine.