A Perfect Day To Be Alone Novels & Stories

My eyes were no longer cooperating, and even if I had my second cup of coffee before Stella left, I could feel my deprived body is begging for more sleep. Every part of my body seemed to be snoring already. I left my cellphone beside my laptop. I didn't want to be disturbed as I hibernate for a few hours. I couldn't do forty winks right now. I needed seven hours to be as good as new. As I crawl to my bed, I could only think of what will make me happy today. My bed and Blake. I closed my eyes and drifted to a deep sleep right away. --- 'Come, my little friends, as we all sing a happy little working song… Merry little voices clear and strong…'

It was just time. Time to close the door on a chapter that had rewritten me in ways I never consented to. Time to stop begging for someone to choose me when I was always worthy of being chosen. Time to stop showing up for someone who only missed me when I was gone. I spent the following days alone — but not lonely. I went to my favorite café by myself. I sat in the sun with a book and didn’t check my phone. I cooked dinner for one and played soft music in the background.

"To be honest, I have no damn clue. I've been saving my money though, and Marta and Bill would shit, bit I really just...ugh. Well, I want to go somewhere. Do something. Between the studying, side jobs and being in that depressing house, I just want to break the routine. A change of scenery." "I feel you! I'm wanting the same, but I was too afraid to do do alone. I was just waiting on you to say something like that so I'd have a partner in crime. I don't have the balls to go solo." I smile. "Me either. Bill has kind of freaked me out over the years. If a dude follows me through the 7/11 I'm already reaching for the industrial strength dog deterrent and convinced it's my end." She laughs.

It was hungry and reckless, as if the two of them might combust right there in front of everyone. Lewis popped a bottle of champagne, laughing boisterously. "Now that’s passion. Alright, that’s enough for tonight. Let’s all clear out before these two start trying for kids." The room erupted in knowing laughter. My head spun while my stomach roiled. Through the haze, someone tugged me toward the door. "Can’t you read the room? Get out already." I instinctively pulled away, only to meet Ethan’s disappointed eyes. "Why can’t you be more like Victoria and be more understanding?"

We give her our numbers say our goodbyes. ◉‿◉ ◉‿◉ ◉‿◉ As we brush our teeth together in the bathroom. I look at Annalia and say. “I really enjoyed tonight.” Annalia rinses her mouth and then looks at me through the mirror. “Yeah me too”. She agrees with me.We go out of the bathroom and I stretch. “I am really happy that today is Saturday”. I say and smile. “I am too. I can totally sleep in today”. Annalia says as she walks to her room. “Goodnight Rea”. “Goodnight Anna”.She blows me a kiss and I catch it and smile.The moment I open my door and my body hits the bed I drift off to Dreamland.

As I'm staring at the wall I hear the door open. I can't bring myself to see who walked in. Being alone is my new life now. I don't want my hopes up when someone comes to drag me out of the room, only to be left alone in the end. The door closes with a loud click and feet make their way towards me. I close my eyes in an attempt to stop the temptation of looking to see who's here. Please just leave me alone.

Tukijo grabbed Markonah's hand and dragged her. "Mar, come with me to the canteen! I want to buy a drink. I'm really thirsty!" Markonah just complied. Tukijo held her hand until they reached the canteen. This made the single people who saw them feel envious. "Ugh! It's such an eyesore!" "Geez! Such a hopeless romantic!" "How tacky! Is this your first time dating?"

I shook my head, my tone remaining flat and calm, "I have no feelings for you. I want nothing to do with anything related to you." Jaxson still didn't understand how he had offended me, making me burn my bridges. His eyes gradually dimmed. A single tear fell slightly. His voice was husky, words caught in his throat, "I…" I cut him off. "Jaxson, I get married. It is not appropriate to stay with you alone." Not wishing to say more to him, I turned and walked away. I slept restlessly throughout the night. I dreamt of Jaxson looking at me with cold indifference and me getting sick and lying on my deathbed all alone.

The curtains were closed after that, and the comments that popped up were all exclaiming in delight. "No wonder Austin's such a popular villain! Did you see how handsome he was in the morning light? Oh my god, I can't breathe properly." "I think I know why that transmigrator left in the end. Do you know how torturous it must have been for her in the past five years? "She had such a handsome man by her side, and yet, she wasn't allowed to touch him. I'd have given up a long time ago if I were her!" "Does anyone have the emoji sticker with the crotch on fire? Send it to me, please. I need it right now."

Just four days ago, life had been perfectly normal. --- Four Days Earlier – June 6, 2030 “Ah… solitude.” Luke sighed contentedly as he leaned back into the chair, savoring the quiet. He welcomed it—no, he loved it. Most people might shy away from isolation, but not Luke. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he relished the blissful stillness. There was nothing quite like the feeling of being alone—brooding, reading, listening to music, or drifting off into daydreams. It was just you, your tiny personal world, and infinite possibilities.