This Wasn't My Plan Novels & Stories

Even though the man had never done anything that made him angry and disappointed. Frederick stood up, he approached the figure of his right hand. Then patted his shoulder and walked towards the window which was still closed by the curtain. “I am old and aging, my plans are also not as good as when I was young. The older I get, the more the plans I come up with take into account everyone who will be involved. Then, you think. What plan should we do to get rid of those two humans? If they've been eliminated, then there's nothing we need to do anymore, I know my life isn't that long. And we better get this over with!”

he twisted his head so I couldn't see his face anymore and muttered under his breath, "I didn't think that far ahead." "You what?" The absurdity of the whole situation didn't seem to miss me. His plan wasn't foolproof and he didn't have a plan B. These people already hated me. I was literally about to go swimming with the sharks with an injury hoping they wouldn't get tempted to attack me by the scent of my blood.

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And something about that — something I had not budgeted for, not planned around, not considered even as a remote possibility when I had set this whole thing in motion — had made me incapable of looking anywhere else. I walked to the window and stood there again, looking out at nothing in particular. The plan had been simple once. It was not simple anymore.

I needed to think rationally and come up with a plan. Because this wasn't looking good...

"You of all people had a plan mapped out and it didn't include any boyfriend whatsoever. Heck, I doubt it had more friends other than me in it." I rolled my eyes, "I know, but I've got to start living considering I don't have that much time left since I stopped the major treatments," I said with a sigh. Yeah I had a plan about my life, a 10-year plan that was thought out to the T and now, now everything was changing. Asher lied back on the bed facing the ceiling as we were engulfed by a silence that held too much emotion for the both of us. "Are you ever going to tell him about you know......?" he asked in a whisper.

this wasn't the end. This was just the beginning.

But this time, it won't be forever. This time, I'm planning my own counterattack.

My carefully built plan suddenly felt like it was about to fall apart. And I knew—deep down—that this was far from over. To be continued…

The problem was that I liked it. The problem was that I wanted more. And that was definitely not part of the plan.