Romans & histoires They Sent Me Away

He honestly didn’t know how he had gotten lucky enough to have someone like Nina looking out for him. “Boss.” He hadn’t called her that in a while, but this time the word slipped out before he could stop it. His voice was slightly choked. “You’ve done so much for me. I don’t even know how I’m supposed to repay you.” Nina didn’t see it that way. Alan and the others had walked away from stable jobs, left Harbor City, and moved to Burgola because they trusted her. Compared with that, what she had done for them felt small.

I thought he really loathed me. “Heading out to Millbrook City in two days for the Razorbacks match. Away for a week. Don’t miss me too much.” I stared at the message. Then at the window. Then back at the message. I typed back before I’d fully decided to. “I won’t. Stay away from me. In fact, stay in Millbrook City.” I sent it. Then I put the phone face down on the seat beside me and looked back out the window. I picked the phone up again.

Replaceable. Disposable. I was five. That’s when it started. When my father remarried. A new family. A new life. And suddenly— There wasn’t space for me anymore. I wasn’t told I was being sent away. Not really. It was presented as something temporary. A visit. A stay. “Just for a little while.” I believed him. I was five. The relative’s house was large. Quiet. Cold. Not the kind of quiet that felt peaceful. The kind that felt watched.

It was the first time I had seen him lose composure that clearly. I didn't soften. "Neither of you deserves my forgiveness." After the banquet, Kevin moved fast. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe he finally understood that forcing me to stay would only push me farther away. Three days later, the official transfer order from the academy arrived in my hands. My parents and younger brother were relocated to a small city near Northland. They had a place to live, steady work, and no longer had to rely on any pack authority. The night before I left, Aaron waited for me outside the herb fields.

“I’m sorry for what they did to you.’ I couldn’t speak a word. His kindness and gentleness left me dumbfounded. He then took a step away from me and began, letting me hold the packet of ice to my face. “I released your parents and sent them home. You can never see them again.’ I was bewildered…

If only they hadn't sent me away. I was dragged away and gently put in one of the black cars that stood in our driveway. The car door closed and with that, I would never see my home again. My parents didn't even look out of the window to see us leaving. I wanted to see their faces one more time but didn't get the chance to. I couldn't help but cry. I wanted my brother but he wasn't there. I saw how the city I grew up in left us behind and was met with empty landscapes. I let them take me. How a coward I was.

I moved away from him. Sending a smile I walked towards down. I saw everyone waiting for me. I bid goodbye to everyone. Ten minutes later we were in plane. I got this nagging feeling as something big was about to happen. Hope everything was okay there!! *****

It felt like a betrayal, a slap in the face. As I walked away, the weight of his dismissal weighed heavily on my shoulders. I couldn't believe he had asked me to leave, as if my presence was no longer welcome. The hurt and frustration swirled inside me, fueling my determination to prove myself, to show him that I deserved his support.

“I was told that you were special, that there was another like you that might come to stay when you got older. Whoever sent the message, they were talking about Adrian.” “And who sent the message?” “I’m not exactly sure. I tried calling the number, but it was disconnected as soon as the message was sent. Then you left a few years later and well, I didn’t hear from anyone for a long time.” “I didn’t fucking leave, I escaped.” Maia snarled, her body nearly vibrating with rage. I placed my hand on the small of her back and felt her take a deep breath in as she settled beneath my touch.

they said and I frowned and raised my brows on them. “What?are you so scared of letting me go, I know you fuckers would, I spat and they gave me a weird look. “We are going to have you removed from the country never to return again, if you do , we would have to bend protocol and do what needs to be done”one of the older men daid and I clenched my fist at his words. I knew and understood what he meant. He was banishing me, sending me away and telling me never to return. I could see it in their face, fear, they were scared of what I would do to them if I were to return, I knew this.