When Never Comes Novels & Stories

Mom called from time to time with updates. Linnea had come by the house again, trying to find me through them. Eventually they told her I was traveling, and she stopped showing up at the building, lurking downstairs in the early morning or late at night, startling them out of nowhere. I listened to Mom's gentle voice as she talked about things at home and mentioned Linnea's name. Hearing it stirred nothing in me anymore. She had become part of the past, completely and finally.

Something that was never meant to come out. And now it has.

I'm not going anywhere. Not ever again

“R-Re...demp...tion, nev--er ca-ca...me” Then everything went black. ***

Not yet. Not ever.

No relief. Only a profound emptiness. The dead can never come back.

And now I'm the one stuck and don't know what to decide. ***

Carlos and Sky was such a man, he couldn't be teased, so much so that he ignored people he didn't know or hated. I was a little angry when I noticed and thought about how he had treated me in the past. I warned you again. “Get out of here quickly, or I will call the police.” I paused and I quietly remembered. “It's against the law, it's here. Why don't you go away?" I turned to enter the condo when a cold, Clara voice sounded behind me. The voice sounded as if it had emerged from the sky, come as if it said: “You are Natalia Moom, right?”

However, it was gradually replaced with acceptance as I made peace and let go of the present. I thought that this had to be fate. Somebody once said that scents left a longer impression on others than places or situations. So, just before everything went black, my life didn't flash before my eyes. Instead, I could smell "Forever Love" wafting through my senses. I thought that I would never open my eyes again. But I was wrong.

A text message from an unknown number. *I don't have to come over; you're the one who'll come to me.*