When I Get To Where I'm Going Novels & Stories

ALTHEA Like a woman on a mission, my feet don’t stop moving. Not when I slip past the pack gates. Not when I weave through the glowing city streets. My steps are relentless, driven by a single goal. And when the bar comes into view, I know I’ve made the right decision tonight. Getting shit-faced.

I muffle-moan, shaking violently as I finally reach my goal. I am flying. I'm soaring. I'm high. I must be high.

I want hope to live happy and for that I will go here and there till I find it and once I do I am not going anywhere.

Waking up one day excited to go to work, because that’s what my heart screams for. This is my way of starting again. Past should just remain past and we shouldn’t let it affect our present and future. We have to keep moving. No matter how hard it is, because that’s how life works. I was driving to my destination when Achilles called. “What do you want?” I scowled at him.

I can make you mine anytime. "What am I thinking now? Have I gone insane?" I asked myself before snapping my fingers to make me teleport to where I am supposed to be now. I've finished what I've aimed to do here. I'm done.

I won't let you go. "I will make it so you can't live and can't die."

I can't keep pretending I'm okay with what I've become. I get back in the car and drive toward the diner. I don't look back.

Lauren "Well the thing is I only have one bike and walking isn't my foretake so I don't know how that is possible" Lauren "Then I will be going" Lauren walks out the Gym and heads towards the center as he has left his bike there.