Never Too Far Vanessa K Novels & Stories

The man took one step back into the darkness from where he was standing… and pointed to the far end of the floor. then I turned towards the direction and ‎I walked toward the other opened space he had pointed , slow at first, then much faster. ‎But as I reached the far end of the floor, something else caught my eye. It was a figure… sitting. A woman, At first, I couldn’t see her face clearly, the shadows were too thick, but as I stepped closer, the moonlight slid across her skin… She lifted her head and then she laughed, a slow, and cold laugh. It was Vanessa ‎

Calvin raised a brow. “I wanted to see your reaction.” “You got it.” She smirked, “Barely.” Calvin leaned back slightly, exhaling, “So you’re leaving the country with him?” Williams was based in Canada, so she might probably move with him. Vanessa tilted her head, “Maybe.” Then she added lightly, “Don’t look so dramatic. I’m not dying.” “I wasn’t thinking that.” “Yes you were.” He didn’t argue with her. Because she was right.

“Vanessa, didn’t you die? Why are you back?!” In an instant, Vanessa’s gaze sharpened. Leaning slightly out of the car window, she whispered in her ear, “You really think the same tricks will work on me a second time?” ***

It was only then that I noticed many of these girls resembled me to some extent. Shannon, the newest addition, looked almost like a replica of me. She was also the most doted on. However, none of it mattered anymore. I only had two days left. From outside, the roar of a sports car echoed through the garden. Reina, who had been standing stiffly, peeked out, then suddenly walked over and started picking through the clothes. The moment Ryan walked through the door, Reina held up a dress and screamed. Somehow, the sequins on the dress had been sliced in half. A sharp edge cut cleanly across her pale, slender leg. Blood streamed down her skin.

Alone. She looks different. Thinner. Tired. Less polished. Broken. Not the confident woman who took Vaughn's money. Just, defeated. She stands when we approach. Doesn't try to hug. Doesn't reach out. Just, waits. "Thank you for coming. I wasn't sure you would." "We're here. You have thirty minutes. Talk." We sit. Chen stands nearby. Recording. Watching. Protecting. Vanessa takes a breath. "I made a mistake. A huge mistake. And I need to tell you before it's too late."

--- During lunch, I quietly observed her. --- She barely touched her food. Checked her phone repeatedly. And glanced around as if expecting someone. --- Interesting. --- Very interesting. --- Then she suddenly stood. --- And left. --- Without hesitation, I followed. --- Carefully. --- Discreetly. --- Vanessa eventually reached a quiet section of campus near the athletic field. --- Then she stopped. --- A few moments later, another person arrived. --- A man. --- Young. Professional. Expensive suit. --- Not Victor Kane.

The scent of ozone, clean linens, and leather replaced the smell of diesel and forest decay, but the air inside the room still felt tight, stretched paper-thin by the tension between us. Vanessa stumbled slightly as she cleared the threshold. I reached out instinctively, my hand hovering near her waist to catch her weight, but she caught herself on the edge of the dark wood vanity near the foyer. Her fingers dug into the lacquered wood, knuckles turning white. She was back on her feet, out of the rain, and no longer burning up with fever, but she was still running on fumes. The dark bruised shadows under her eyes looked painted on, and every step she took cost her a visible slice of her prid

I tried to sneak closer and when I succeeded in sneaking closer, Cedric asked his people to leave and I thought this is my only chance. I went out of where I was hiding and ran towards Vanessa the moment I confirmed his followers are no longer nearby. But as I get closer to Vanessa the heavier my body feels, I couldn't run as fast the nearer I get and I feel like I'm out of breath. I wasn't hiding that far from them, it was only like thirty meters away, but when I ran closer it feels like they're a thousand meters away from me I couldn't reach her right away.

He’s good at it and I can’t just believe that I fell for it again and again. “You know you should tell me more about your life,” I blurted out of nowhere. Andreana who is driving her car laughed. “Nothing is special with me being a writer,” she answered. “I meant, your life with Vein,” I said, “How come you didn’t give her up? Even if he wanted you to kill her.”

“We didn't mean to leave her back there, she fell off the escape van” “She said we should have come back for her, but reaking her out of prison won't be easy anymore; they have tighter security,” Felix explained. “Of course they do” My fists clenched as I recalled. “Any news on Elizabeth?” “The Davenport girl? She died eight months ago” Vanessa wasn't lying? “I killed her?” I muttered. “Do you know where she's buried?” I looked up at Felix who nodded. “Good let's go” ******** ~~Vanessa~~