We Didn't Come This Far To Come This Far Novels & Stories

"I want Daddy to come home! I don't care! I want you to bring Daddy home! If you don't, I won't love you anymore!" A chill spread through my entire body. I sat down on the bed, forcing myself to stay calm, and asked softly, "What else did Grandma and Aunt Amelia tell you?"

We had come too far to falter now. And so, with hearts filled with courage and minds focused on the task at hand, we ventured forth. The next chapter of our journey awaited, beckoning us with promises of triumph and trepidation. We would navigate its twists and turns, armed with our bonds, our skills, and the unwavering belief that light would prevail over darkness.

“Okay, but that wasn’t the case at all.” “I know,” I mutter under my breath. “I know this is our goal, but I think we outdid ourselves. What do we do now?” “We have to keep going,” I decide after a beat. “We’re here now, and we’re sticking it through. We have gone this far and it would be dumb to stop, but maybe we should dial it down. Although I did tell you before that you could be a possible bride.”

What came next wasn’t just about fighting; it was about whether we had the strength to start over and rebuild. “We’ have truly come so far,” I stated , my words were barely audible to hear due the noise of hammers and voices around us. “But… will it be enough?” Fabian glanced at me, his eyes were so sharp but it felt like it was carrying something I couldn’t name. “No,” he said quietly, his voice was faint and heavy. “It won’t be enough. Not until we face what’s still coming.”

However amidst the newfound pleasure hidden underneath the reckless destiny was a dwelling that resulted in nothing but raw tears and a great bout of regret. Up until now, I couldn’t seem to comprehend why must I remember every word that was wasted. “We should have done this before! I feel like we have missed out a lot for these past years!” “True! I totally agree, it’s been decided then, let’s come back here next time!” At that point, neither of us understand the cruelty of fate nor was the wickedness of human nature as we chose to let our guard down in an unfamiliar place with false confidence. “No, let's come tomorrow!”

From hidden to celebrated. From impossible to inevitable. We did that. Together. And we're not done yet. There's still work to do, still wolves to help, still fights to win. But tonight, in this place where everything began, we pause and acknowledge how far we've come.

I danced and sang along with the music. “Coming home used to feel so good….I'm a stranger now in my neighborhood…I've seen the world at a faster place…And I'm coming now from a different place…Though I may look the same way to you…Underneath there is somebody new…I am not the boy next door…I don't belong like I did before…Nothing ever seems like it used to be…You can have your dreams but you can't have me…Oh, I can't come back there anymore…'Cause I am not the boy next door…You've been saving those souvenirs…Faded photographs from our foolish years…We made plans but they're wearing thin…And they don't work out 'cause I don't fit it…And those memories'll just weigh you down…'Cause I got no pl

he said. All this time I had yearned for him to say this to me and now i didn't. I was silently begging him not to go there.. Like Chris brown.. 'I don't wanna go there, we should never go there. Why you wanna go there? I guess I gotta go there..'

--- “I already did.” --- Silence fell. --- Because we both understood what that meant. --- There was no going back now. --- Not for me. --- Not for him. --- And not for whatever was coming next.

Don't go, please…" Even after I had walked far away, his heart-wrenching cries echoed faintly behind me. But there was no going back for either of us. The End