When You’re Gone Novels & Stories

"No, I do not know her. She's definitely one of my die hard fan!" That was the last thing heard before running off, while holding on to something just to prevent her from falling or breaking down. "How could I expect him to still remember me? I must really think highly of myself to think Stanley would want to have anything to do with me! I freaking left him five years ago without a damn words!" By now, Amelia was walking through the long narrow passage that leads to her way out. She was staggering while walking and at the same time talking to herself which attract some customers stares when she got to the reception.

It never had. Prince Noah Gray Gone too soon. Never forgotten. Gone. I stared at the word like if I looked long enough, it would rewrite itself. Like maybe I could burn my stare into the granite and make it say something else, anything else. Not “gone.” Not “too soon.” Just… still here.

CHAPTER 38 VANISHED LIKE THIN AIR A M E R I C A The person I love most in the entire world has left me. Vanished like thin air and gone before I knew it. I wonder if Harry left by choice and I wonder if I can ever tell myself that it’s his loss to make me feel a little bit better and to make me feel I’m the bigger person in this whole situation but it does absolutely nothing at all because the truth of the matter is that I have experienced a great loss.

Not seeing her make me reflect on my life choices and it hurt. As I stare at the clock, Just When I Needed You Most by Randy VanWarmer came to my mind. Then I started mumbling the song. You packed in the morning, I stared out the window And I struggled for something to say You left in the rain without closing the door I didn't stand in your way Now I miss you more than I missed you before And now where I'll find comfort, God knows 'Cause you left me just when I needed you most Left me just when I needed you most

From now on, I'll truly make it up to both of you. I shook my head a little. Mom, there is no 'from now on.' Caleb is already dead. But even if I were still alive, she probably would not really make anything up to me. She did not like Caleb. I understood that the moment the truck crushed me and I desperately reached toward the direction she had driven away, while she never once looked back. In her heart, Caleb mattered less than Adrian's dog. Maybe it was because I had become a ghost, but I suddenly felt so cold that I shivered.

Still nothing. Then finally— Eli spoke. “…Then what will?” His voice was hoarse. Empty. Not angry. Not loud. Just… gone. Kieran didn’t answer immediately. Because there was no good answer. Eli let out a quiet, broken laugh. “…Exactly.” He leaned his head back against the bed. “…There’s nothing, right?” Silence. “…She’s just… gone.” That word— Gone It didn’t sit right in his mouth.

And I'm leaving tomorrow, what do you say When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my hair You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone I got my ticket for the long way round The one with the prettiest of views It's got mountains It's got rivers It's got sights to give you shivers But it sure would be prettier with you When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my walk You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.” Just as the song finished, someone flicked the wall lamps on; the sudden bright light caused my eyes to squint at the glare and I turned to

The weight of the unspoken farewell hung in the room, a haunting reminder of the profound change that had silently unfolded in his absence. He called out her name, the silence echoing back at him. Confusion and worry took over as he grappled with the sudden absence of the woman he loved. He desperately searched for any sign of her, but the apartment remained eerily vacant. Standing alone in the quiet, Beau felt the weight of an unexpected farewell, leaving him with more questions than answers.

Gone as in fired or gone as in Gone as in no longer a problem. I shivered. I did not want to imagine what that meant. You did not kill him I said. He looked at me. I gave him a choice. He chose to disappear. I swallowed. Somehow that was worse. He left then and the room felt emptier without him. I lay back on the couch staring at the ceiling. My phone buzzed in my hand. A message from Sandra. Are you okay Please tell me you are okay. I typed back with trembling fingers. I am alive. That is all I can promise.

But as I made my way upstairs, my phone vibrated. A mindlink. I groaned. “What is it, Zane?” I snapped. “Um… Alpha, we have a problem.” I stilled. “What kind of problem?” Zane hesitated. “It’s—uh—so…” “Get to it, Zane! I don’t have all day.” A pause. Then, finally— “She’s gone,” he muttered. A cold chill crept down my spine. “What do you mean gone? Who’s gone?”