You Weren't Supposed To Leave Novels & Stories

“I should have been the one to leave.” “No,” I said. “You shouldn’t have. The room needed you and the foundation needed you and Harold needed you and I was fine.” I paused. “I needed to leave because staying meant performing something I wasn’t feeling and I wasn’t going to do that. It wasn’t your job to leave with me.” “It would have been, in a different situation.”

One that I couldn’t name. “I don’t want you to leave.”

This time, I wasn’t just running. I was leaving for good.

'' He adds. ''Me? I'm making it complicated for you? Oh because last time I checked, you were making it complicated for us. If you would just tell me what's wrong, if you would just trust me, none of this would have happened—'' I start to speak but he cuts me off, shocking me. ''You were supposed to leave!'' He shouts.

I warned “Why? You liked it when I whispered it in your ear that night” he bit his lip Oh my God” I placed my palm over his mouth “Can you shut?” I grew red just hearing him talk about it “Okay fine” he laughed “But how could you leave like that without telling me?” He asked “I promise it wasn’t planned, my mom made us leave” I explained “You could have dropped a message” his eyes burned into mine “I thought about it but I realized it would be better not to, we were having fun I didn’t want to ruin that by making you feel like you owed me anything” I explained

I didn’t sαy goodbye. I didn’t leαve α letter. I just left.

“But why did you leave then? Why did you go to Chicago? You didn’t even say goodbye to me.” My stomach twisted painfully as I tried to find the words to explain something that didn’t even make sense to me yet. “I didn’t leave you, Celia,” I said, my voice breaking slightly. “I had to go. It was part of what we do here, part of making sure everything stays safe. But I was never going to leave you behind. It was just for a couple days and I’m right back. I’m sorry if it hurt you, but I have a tough job. You know that, right?”

“We know why you left, we just--we just wish you would have trusted us.” “I didn’t want to trust anyone.” I confessed, feeling the knot within my stomach slowly unravel at the confession. “I didn’t want this life, this responsibility. Pushing you two away meant I didn’t have to deal with it all. I had planned to leave once I graduated, but--things changed.”

It was mandatory to have an invitation card which I and mom were not aware of, if we had known, we wouldn’t have embark on the long journe, down to the palace. She doesn’t want to leave, I was dragging her softly so we could leave. I won’t like the people passing by, to start staring and wanting to gather on us for no good reason. Not like we were poor, we were doing pretty good conveniently. It was just that we were a low-key pack member and not an influential person, who was heading a major post on the pack. “Let’s go, mummy.” I repeated myself. Maybe she didn’t heard me probably then, so I spat out the words again to her ears. She was still standing rigid and not ready to take a leave soo

Barely. “We’re leaving,” I said again, my voice firm.