Say You Won't Go Novels & Stories

“What if you can't?” “Then that means, I will not eat, I will not drink nor sleep or go to work until I'm able to set this cube” “Good, and also, if you can't set the cube, I will let you eat or go to work, only if you let me call you pops” “Pops again?” “Yes pops, if you cannot set it, I'll call you pops” “Alright... And if I win” “I won't call you pops” “Nahh... if I win, you will have to skip dinner...”

“You’ll come back. You always do.” I paused briefly. “No,” I said, without turning around. “I really won’t.” And then... I walked away.

“You’re going nowhere, Joan. Don’t stress me out today.” “I will leave.” “You won’t. That’s the last time I will say so.” She immediately began to walk off.

"Must be nice though. Two Alphas fighting over you." I open my mouth to correct her, to lay out exactly how untrue that framing is, how none of this was something I asked for or wanted, how being rejected in front of two hundred people doesn't magically become romantic just because someone else happened to notice. The words are right there, ready to spill out in careful, reasonable detail. I stop myself. Barely. "I need to get to the clinic," I say instead, and walk away before I can undo my own restraint.

"And I'm not going anywhere." To be continued…

"But I will never let you go." . . . ___________________

Please, don't let me go. Tbc…

I'm not going anywhere. Not ever again

Two words. [Not going.]

"Unless you get better, I'm not going anywhere. Even if you ignore me for the rest of your life—even if you never speak to me again—I'll still stay with you." "Winnie…"