The Way I Used To Be Novels & Stories

He still held onto what happened all those years ago. Back then, when Audrey first came to live with us, she was quiet, careful, almost timid—nothing like the entitled girl she'd become. But it was Bobby who gave her the confidence, piece by piece. He was the one who built her into what she is now.

He said to himself. "Who could this person be?." Why are you stocking my life?. If you love me, come out straight and tell me you love me, baby boy.” He spoke out loud as he hurried up for the meeting. To be continued

I intended to use it well. I was getting good at using things well.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

" He walked ahead as if he had won a battle. Hannah followed behind him, and even her back seemed to glow with worship. Now, Marcus stood over me again. Somewhere along the way, he had stopped judging things by right and wrong. With me, everything had become a contest. He was no longer the man who once said to me in a tiny rented apartment, "You're the only person I'll ever be willing to lose to." I glanced at my phone. My flight confirmation was still open on the screen. I was going home soon. I no longer had the energy to argue. "You're right. I was being dramatic." "It won't happen again."

"Who the heck am I talking with?" I sob loudly in my car. "You don't even remember me?" "Uh, I'm sorry, but—" "Doesn't matter! I guess I was too quiet and shy to be remembered by someone like you! I was a nobody in the past. But let me tell you, I never forgot about you! You were my idol, Caleb! Before you moved away from our hometown, I was still hoping for you to call me and ask me to hang out with you. God, I know it's pathetic, but I used to ride my bike in front of your house. I prayed you would pick up the mail to see me and realize what a grave mistake you had made by ditching me. Even now, I keep the little good luck charm you made from seashells in my wallet. But I bet you have no m

He calls. "What are you saying?" I cried and cried. This is insane! "Tell me, you like me?" "Can you just forget this day? Just think that what happened before didn't happen. Just pretend you don't see me like this." "Cam I'm confused too." "Can we still go back to the way we used to be tomorrow? I hope you don't send me away first. I haven't been there yet. Can we still go back to the way things used to be, right?"

“It’s better than this... At least.” “No, it’s not for me!” she rebuked, her force causing two lines of tears to roll out of her eyes and stream into her parted hair, drenching the pillow below. “What we used to be is me, hanging to your every word and command like a f*cking fool! What we used to be is me charging straight to your side at a moment’s calling, whenever you needed me! What we used to be f*cking sucks, because there was no me, as a person, in that relationship. I hate how we used to be. I f*cking hate it with all my might!” “Mimi—”

When she went back to her office, she sighed one more time. Ava realized that money is really a disease. A sickness that latches onto people and makes them feel like they are better than anyone. She used to be like that. Maybe not as much as that woman is, but she used to think that she's always better than everybody else. -Flashback- Ava was walking her way to her favorite bookshop. Their car was parked not too far away, so she decided to go alone. She's looking for a new book to buy.

I let out a big sigh of relief as I could no longer have to face Jordan. After what he just saw, I really need some time. I really needed that. ************************* Freak. Those one words keep on popping into my mind. Can't I just start my life here as a normal college girl? Why can't I be free from these dark memories? I thought I was getting better, but no, I didn't.

Also, there would be no "later" This place was no longer my home.