The Things We Cannot Say Novels & Stories

she stares deeper into the water. “Why do you ask that? Do you have something you want you feel you can't have?” I drop the empty glass I've been holding on the bench beside me. I join her in staring at the water. “Do you?” she shoots back “I mean, don't we all? There's always that one thing we desperately want but sometimes we can't have or rather it's best we don't have them because we just might destroy it. So we settle for hoping and longing from afar” I rattle off.

" But it won't get to us, because we love each other." I scratched the sides of my head.I had this nagging feeling at the back of my mind that what she was asking of, though it seems impossible but it felt like something would go wrong that day . " We can't do that Zayna." "Why ?" "Because everyone knows that's the location, it just days to our bonding ceremony. We can't possibly do that now." "We can tell the media to —" I turned away, too angry to listen to her and walked back into the room and sat on the couch .

was having a rough day? Isis: A rough day? I just met the guy and I will say it again...he is my professor. I don’t like him...not even remotely and he will never think of me in that way, and it is forbidden. So subject closed. Alex: I swore I saw something when you were looking at him today, I mean maybe you’re suppressing what you feel because you know the chances of having that feeling intensify. Isis: Alex, it will do no one any good if you push me into having feelings for my professor. Just please let this ridiculous notion go! Please! Anyhow I am gonna go take a shower, see ya tomorrow.

And that— That might be worse than the void ever was. “Elara…” Adrian says slowly. “Tell me that’s not what I think it is.” I don’t look at him. I can’t. Because my eyes are locked on the thing that shouldn’t exist— But does. And the only answer I have— Is the one I don’t want to say out loud. “I can’t.”

I needed to get that ring for myself. "Nobody take anything from this room!" She warned us, waving us all to the door. "Quick, to the door!" She said. All five of us took exit out of the room. "Where do we go? How do we know they're not on our track? They must know we are noonce under their spell." She said. "Let's go home!" Luke suggested, "I'll scan you two for any possible devices and deactivate them." He said. "We can't take the van. We mustn't be associated with things from before we came back to our senses, it is definitely prohibited." Damon added to the trail of endless suggestions.

I keep a lot of things here—I pointed to my head—and I feel that if something else wants to come in, everything will end up coming out and I can't let that happen. -Why not? You know you can tell me what's going on. -No I can not. It's better that way. “Aria, please don't close in on yourself, it's the worst thing you can do. I am not going to say anything. "It's not that, it's that I really can't." I swore not to talk and I'm not going to. -Why? -It does not matter. "Yes, it matters, it matters to me."

“Ours.” She knew which ones he meant. They’d drawn them in quieter moments: no disappearing into self‑blame, no turning every mistake into proof you should never have tried; no retreating into ‘we’re the Peace Pair’ myth when it was easier than saying ‘we’re tired and we failed at this piece.’ “I’m not allowed,” she said slowly, “to vanish into ‘I ruin everything I touch.’ That’s just another story I can hide in.” “Right,” he said. “And I’m not allowed to say ‘see, openness is dangerous, we should go back to simple orders,’ just because watching them shout at you made my hackles go up.”

“Cazz… you can’t. You can’t remove truth from the world.” “I didn’t suggest that, I thought in the long term, perhaps we need to be offensive about cleansing minds—” “No, Cazz, listen to me… Wolves exist. That’s just true. You can’t stop that from being true. So whether people are speaking about it or not doesn’t change that. If we were to try and compel every person who even suspected the wolves were real… that’s just turning them into puppets. We can’t do it. Seriously. That’s…” My heart chittered at the words that came to mind. But I’d just told him that you couldn’t stop a truth being true just by not allowing it to be spoken, so I swallowed my fear back and made myself say it.

I cannot afford to ruin the things which has started now. I cannot! Albeit how will I exhibit everything before him. How will I even?

“Something I can’t explain, something out of the ordinary, something unimaginable, something I don’t think I will ever be able to retell and I don't know if anyone would believe me.” “Then you should forget about it, don’t let it hurt you. You have to live to fight another day.”