They Sent Me Away Novels & Stories

I felt bad leaving without actually saying goodbye to Jess, but I couldn’t reach her on the phone anymore, and I couldn’t wait for her to come back. So I wrote her a letter that I put in her mail, where I promised to Video Skype her. I took my stuff and walked away to my future.

He dismissed me and for some reason, I didn’t like it. It was as if I was not tolerable and something was off. Why was he sending me away? It’s not as if we have been cool or anything, it has always been like this between us but it just seem different and I didn’t like how it felt. “Okay,” I said inaudibly before turning to leave. Just before I reached the door, I turn to see if he’d stop me but he doesn’t and I didn’t know why I wanted him to stop me anyways.

It made me feel small. Me: I'm sorry you're dealing with so much. I know your mom stresses you out. I wish I had an answer for you there. I'm sorry I left my phone at home today. Me: I missed you a lot today. I needed you. I needed you even more when I saw you. Me: You sent me away and it hurt like hell. I sent three texts in succession, very quickly. I was opening the door for him to communicate with me. I hope he takes a step in.

Speaking of them, I felt a sharp pain in my heart whenever I thought about the fact that I might not see them again. I knew that it was what I wanted and that it was best for me to disappear from their lives completely, but I couldn't help feeling bad about it. I was supposed to be there for them, but I ended up pulling them apart. I just hoped that they found a way to get along with each other now that I was away from them. We arrived at the cafeteria and went to buy our meal. As we walked to take our seats, we passed by Angela and her gang. They glared at me as I walked past them but I didn't say anything. I just ignored them.

I sent a follow-up text: "At least let’s talk." The message didn’t even deliver. I stared at my screen, heart tightening. Was this really it? After everything we’d been through… was Richard really going to walk away over one rejection?

“I told you she’d find out eventually.” “She wasn’t supposed to wake up, Serena!” my father growled, his voice low and dangerous. “That was the deal. That was why we sent her away so she wouldn’t ruin everything.” Sent me away. The words hit me like a slap. They’d sent me away. I pushed the door open, and they both spun around at the sound. “Vanessa,” my mother gasped, her face draining of color. I stepped inside, my voice cold and flat. “What deal?”

I deserved better. I turned on my heel, walking out of the mansion without looking back. I reached the car, threw my suitcase in, and drove away. The cool night air didn’t help calm my emotions. As I drove, thoughts ran through my mind in a frenzy. My only option was to leave Knight Industries. There was nothing left for me there, and I didn’t want to be around Trent and Yvonne’s games anymore; I wanted to move far away from them. I needed a fresh start.

Cassius added. “Leave.” Thaddeus added, while Thornton folded the piece of paper. My jaw shifted, while my eyebrows drew together, as I walked backwards, glaring at them, before turning and marching away. Ridiculous! They were sending me to die! Not when some mysterious pack had sent a spy. Not when Liam was still crazy about war. How could they send me to such a place? Fine! I'd go, and return stronger. I wouldn't leave Hazel all alone in such a place, and with my own hands, I'd lift my heir. There would be nothing anyone would do that would chase me away.

Oh, shit, oh shit, oh shit. "Hey, I'm the one who sent you away, right; whatever happened there is my fault. I'm just going to sit down with him man to man and let him know that I'll be taking care of my family from here on out, and he can go on with his life." He left just walked out of the room. I ran for my phone to call Colton.

When I arrived, all my belongings had been thrown outside the gate, scattered like trash. The maid came out looking apologetic. "Sir and Madam asked me to tell you: leave, and don't ever come back." I didn't argue. I quietly packed my things and walked away. That night, in the early hours, I boarded a flight. I was headed to a confidential research base under the national space agency. Just before shutting off my phone, I sent a message to everyone in my contact list: [This is Jason. I hereby sever all ties with the Wheeler family. From this day forward, we are strangers.]