You Shouldn't Have Come Here Novels & Stories

I didn’t bother with pleasantries now as there was only one reason why I had come here. “Let’s do it.”

You must come back to me. *

“I had to.” “Why?” “I had to come to you. When I found out, I had to come. I should have–I should have been here months ago. I shouldn’t have let you go in the first place.” My chest squeezes around his words, making it impossible to take a breath.

And I wouldn't want be here come hell fire. ***

Why did I even come back here? I should’ve stayed in my sanctuary. I nearly slapped myself.

That in the first place, you should have never ventured to that path. I wished everything didn't happen. I should have run away.

"It doesn’t suit you." Too late.

she added, quieter this time. I closed my locker. “People look.” “Not the ones you should worry about.” That got my attention. I studied her properly now. No nervousness. No unnecessary movement. She wasn’t guessing. She knew. “Then say what you came to say,” I replied. A slight pause. Then, without looking at me again, “You shouldn’t have gone there,” she said. My expression didn’t change. “Where?” That made her glance at me again, brief and direct. “Don’t do that. It won’t help you.”

"Everything." "No," I said quietly. "I’m just saying what you’re too afraid to admit." He shook his head, jaw clenched. "You know what? I think you should go." A humorless laugh slipped from me. "You know what? I think so too. I shouldn’t even have been here to begin with. But you couldn’t let go of control, could you? You dragged me into this mess." His eyes flashed. "Well, go then!" he snapped.

"You can't go home. Tonight you have to stay here." "What?!"