Never Gone Novels & Stories

"Gone where?" "That's exactly the point—she never found out. He completely vanished." She saw the disbelief in his eyes and shook her head. "It was only twenty-five years ago, but the world was very different then. There were no computers to help you track someone down, no F******k to check for updates, no cellphones to call or text. A man and his wife could simply disappear without a trace, and you might never see or hear from them again." Theodore's frown deepened as he processed this. "So he never saw you?"

I said softly, my smile fading into something more real. “There she goes again,” he muttered under his breath. “You’re gone.” I turned to face him. “Gone?” He nodded, a small grin playing on his lips. “Completely gone for him.” “I know,” I said and we both laughed. The sound felt new…like something we hadn’t had in a very long time. Then he sobered a little. “Speaking of gone…any news from Andre?”

Dad cried sinking into our hug. Gesturing to the guys to resume their work, dad kissed my forehead. " It's okay. Everything will be okay " Back home, only Ailee stayed, I guess she sensed that I was exhausted from pretending to be stronger than I felt. I needed her "Are you okay? "Ailee asked frowning. "Part of myself knows that I lost something I can't get back, and the funny thing is, our last conversation didn't seem like a goodbye"

I did not want to wake up again. Jaime’s cries faded into the distance. She said she wanted to meet me again in the next life. I never wanted to see her again.

“Why must you leave? Can’t you stay with me? “Weren’t you happy with me? Can we not get a divorce? Not because Cassidy is better, and not for any other reason. Let’s just stay together.” Tabitha paused for a moment before reaching out to shuffle his hair. Her voice was tender. “Okay. We can stay together.” … Koben woke up the next day with a splitting headache. He sat there with his head in his hands, lost in thought for quite a while. Yet, he couldn’t recall how he had left the class reunion and made it home safely.

I eventually pulled my phone and watched all the damned videos and photos I took of him. When I'd gotten enough, I called Scorpion again. He hadn't gotten back to me since we last spoke on my way back from Lukas' school. He answered on the second ring. “Mr Stein. I've… I've found nothing. Not even a trace of him. No credit card use, no phone activity, no CCTV footage. It's like he doesn't exist.” “He exists,” I mumbled. “Sir, I don't know how else to say this. He's gone.”

she repeats, leaving me with silence to process her words. “Right, I heard you, but I’m going to need a little more from you about that. Like gone as in he has gone to the bathroom or gone as in he is....” I swallow, my throat aching, muscles tense. The thought of him being gone, where I can never see him again, where I have to live in a world where he doesn’t exist. I swallow, licking my lips as my eyes slide shut, trying to control my emotions until I can get clever answers. “He has disappeared, Tate. Like he asked to be on border duty and no one has seen him since. He never checked in for routine check.”

And now, they were all gone. It’s a lie, none of this can be true. They had just met again an hour ago and now, he’s gone, forever.

“I have some not-so-great news. You might want to sit down.” “Oh, my God!” Amanda exclaimed. “Is he okay? He isn’t dead is he? That would be worse than not-so-great, right?” “He’s not dead,” Cadence assured her, pacing back and forth on the narrow walkway between the office and a row of parking spaces. “But... he is gone.” “What?” she asked, and there was nothing else for her to say this time, so she stopped talking. “Gone... for now. Through a portal. A different portal than the one that got Elliott back to us. We didn’t know about this one. But... we’ll get ‘em back, I promise.”

The next day, right on time, I sent Sarah a message. “Congratulations on your wedding!” At the wedding, Sarah kept glancing toward the entrance. Finally, she asked her secretary, Lucy, in a low voice, “Why isn’t Henry here yet? He agreed to apologize publicly to Mrs. Ziegler today.” Lucy was scrolling through the news on her phone, her brows drawn tight. “I don’t think he’s coming,” she said slowly. “He’s busy getting married right now.”