When I'm Gone I'm Never Really Gone Novels & Stories

After all I did for them, this was how it ended. "There must be new healers coming to your pack. Someone will fill the role." I turned to leave, but someone grabbed my arm tightly. No matter how hard I tried to shake them off, they wouldn't let go. "If you have any problems, go to the Werewolf Medical Center," I said coldly. "I have nothing to do with your affairs anymore. Please stop invading my personal life." But they ignored my words, their pleading growing more desperate. "But what if the new healer is just like Vincent? How many more wolves will have to die?"

Make it go away. As the numbness took over my body, I left this world. I was no longer here. I was gone. My spirit vanished, broken in a thousand pieces.

I knew goodbye isn't forever but this time it felt like it. I sat in the same rom i had saw lily alive the last time we met as i looked out the window i didnt even still accept it, she was gone , gone , i was never going to see her again, hold her hands and laugh at her cruel jokes, no one comforted me like she did and i knew , i was going to be lost without her.

My heart hammers as I scan the riverbank. She’s gone. The space where she stood is empty, untouched, as if she was never there at all. Awesome. The one person I thought I would never lose. The one person I was certain I could always reach. I’ve managed to push her away. The river continues to flow beside me, indifferent and endless, as the weight of that truth settles in.

“You can go as far as you want… but you’ll never really be gone.” Her trembling hand rested over her heart. “You’ll always be here.” The sky grew darker, clouds heavy with grief. A soft breeze stirred, lifting strands of her hair. And amidst the sobs and silence, it felt as if the world itself mourned with them—knowing that some farewells are never truly accepted.

“Look at me, I'm right close to you, you can't leave me like this…” But you know, he didn't move. He never did. He didn't breathe. He didn't respond to my calls. And slowly, the truth began to settle. Real. Like heavy and crushing. He was gone. I mean, that ‘gone’ they were saying the other time… he was really gone. The last piece of me that still belonged in this world. Is gone. My breath hitched and broke in my lungs as I slumped over. Then I rested my forehead against his weakened knuckles.

I had walked away once. And I would never, never, go back.

And not in the way people mean when someone moves away or cuts contact. She was gone. Gone in the way that meant we’d never get her back. Gone in the way that meant I would live the rest of my life with this necklace in a drawer and the sound of her voice, the truth of it, echoing in my ears—too late.

"Bella… please, come back…" The truth behind our parents' deaths had come to light. Audrey had paid her price. And slowly, I began to fade. In a haze, I thought I saw our parents waving to me. 'Bobby… it's time for me to go.' … Bobby's POV When I learned Bella had gone overseas to provide aid, it felt like half my soul had vanished. That moment, I understood true panic. The last time I had such a terrible feeling… was the night our parents died.

The verdict for Martin had been decided—he was sentenced to 13 years of imprisonment for soliciting for murder. During this time, he tried every possible way to contact me. He even sent me a letter written in blood, begging for my forgiveness. But I ignored him—I simply tore it up and threw it in the trash. In the end, he gave up and left me one last message: "Take care, Audrey. I love you." Everything was over. I booked a flight ticket to go abroad to clear my mind at Lunaris, Sylvoria. I rented a small cabin at the foot of Silverpeak. During the summer after my college graduation, I came here with Henry for a vacation.