Nothing's Going To Stop Me Now Novels & Stories

It's almost impossible to cope with. The sudden urge I have wants me to turn back around, get off this plane and run back home, to stop this madness. But I know the result that it would further cause. Lying. Manipulation. And everything else to win me over. I need to do this for myself, to allow myself to be set free from my haunting and my demons. I am strong. I can do it. The plans jerks, my grip on the arm rest tightens and I squeeze my eyes shut, not liking the view of the machine starting to lift up and float in the air, not to mention how the whole metal machine shakes at first, as a tremor.

This is me now, this is who I am. The elation in my soul knows no bounds. I try to take a step forward, but then, everything goes black

"I'm not letting go. I'm never letting go." Not anymore. Never.

Not now. Not ever again.

I sternly said. "I'm going NOWHERE!"

I sat down on the sofa in our living room. Em crouched down near my knees. “Listen, it’s not too late. You leave the country and there’s trouble. That bastard hurts you and I kill him. Seems like there’s trouble either way. Think of it as saving his life.” Tears threatened my makeup. Mama, Camila, and I had spent the morning at the spa. “I can’t back out.” I met my brother’s stare. “I’m not weak, Em. I’m not. I want the marriage to work, but I won’t be abused.” I had a thought. “Remember when you taught me how to use your knife?”

I didn't have to please anyone anymore either. I was going to walk my own path that I carved out for myself with my own hands and feet instead.

Amelia stared at the question. It should have been easy to answer. Amelia: No. He just... Wouldn't leave. Lucy replied almost immediately. Lucy: Sometimes that's worse. Amelia found herself staring at the words. There had been no shouting, no threats, no grabbing her arm, nothing dramatic enough that anyone else in the pub had looked twice. And yet somehow she'd felt smaller with every passing minute. As though she had slowly lost permission to say no.

Fuck. What am I doing? But I can't stop. Not now. This is just too good.

I'm not going anywhere. Not ever again