Sorry Don't Leave Me Novels & Stories

"I'm leaving. Take care of yourself." "..."

I'm sorry, I need to stay away from you. I loved you, ture. But maybe my helplessness and vulnerability were more stronger than my love. Maybe my fears won the battle leaving my love losing. I'm sorry, Albert. I needed to leave you. I never came here to live forever. This city snatched things more than it gave. I never planned to live here. So I'm sorry again. I need to go. If it's in our destiny, we will meet again. I believe that. But for now, I'm sorry. I know I'm being unreasonable and selfish but forgive me, please. And don't try to find me. That's nothing but a waste. No one will be able to, not you, not big bro, not sil, not even Adam. forgive me if you can. Bye.

I'm done. Done? What does she meant by she's done? I quickly dialed her number but she still wasn't picking up. "Shit. Tate." I cussed. Me: Look, I don't know why you left me just like that but if you're mad for something that I've done. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have left you off at the club, I'm sorry if you were mad at that. Tate please talk to me. •••••

She checked her phone and glanced at the message that she had sent to three different people. "Mom, Dad, and Stephen, you three are my family. I love you three a lot. But I apologize for not informing you before making such an important decision in my life. I am leaving this pack. I understand it will be difficult for you to accept, but I have to leave. I want to travel and study abroad. I want to live independently and establish myself. Don't worry, Mom, I am not a kid. So do not be concerned about me. I will be fine, I promise. Do not worry if you can not reach me at this number. I will contact you soon." Ava let out a deep breath. She was using a new phone since her last phone was broken.

I want my best friend back. “I'm such a hassle and I'm sorry for being one. I guess this is really the end of me trying to make this work. I tried. I did my possible best and please AJ do not make this hard for me and leave. You have a ring that makes you stay away from me; while I have nothing and no magic to make it possible or friends to help me out. So do me a favor and leave me be.” I didn't even wait for his words before gulping the content in the bottle and vanished from his room.

All I can do is try to make amends and show her how truly sorry I am. “I'm so sorry,” I choke out, trembling. “You're right; I should have been honest with you from the beginning. I should have never let you down like this. I love you, and I never wanted to hurt you. Please, please don't walk out on me. I can give you space, and I am willing to do anything and everything to show you how much I love you. Please don't leave me.” Tears are streaming down my face as I plead with her. “I know I hurt you; I never should've allowed my fear and hurt to get in the way of what we had, and I will forever hate myself for that. But please, please don't leave me. I'm willing to do anything for you.”

"Still, I want you here; don't you understand you are the only thing that keeps me sane?" The silent sob left my lips, but I couldn't. If I didn't do this now, then I was going to leave without a notice. That would be the worst. I couldn't do that to him; he deserves better than that. "I'm sorry. I leave in two days; I can't stay here." "Why? Is it something I did? Let's talk about it." "No, this is not something you did; please don't think that; I am the one wrong here."

Just remember the good times we shared, the laughter, and the love, and know that I’ll always be watching over you, smiling at the thought of your happiness. I don’t know where to start or what to say. I’m so sorry for leaving like this, without a proper goodbye. I know you deserve better, but I had to leave to save you, to save us. I’m truly sorry for not being strong enough to fight for us, for not being able to face your mother and the world for you. I’m sorry for not being the woman you deserved. This isn’t a goodbye, Jimmy. It’s a letting go. Let go of me, and find your own path.

"I'm sorry, Julian. I didn't know my parents would do that. Did it make things harder for you? Don't worry. I won't let my sister donate a kidney to me. "They went overboard. I'll talk to them… Julian, can you come over? I'll explain everything. I'm really worried about you."

"You couldn't even talk to me first?" "Aren't you busy?" I said. He paused—caught off guard. Then: "Sorry. I know you were upset I left today. I thought you'd understand..." I cut him off. "I did. That's why I let you go. She gave you blood, right? So yeah, obviously she comes first. Maybe build her a little altar, light some candles, make it official."