A Weekend Alone Novels & Stories

"That's mine. You and I are going to spend the weekend on it." The weekend alone with him on the water, the thought of being alone on a yacht didn't worry me. We live together, when we're at home we're always alone. "That's some surprise. But you know I'm not going to sleep with you, Right?" I had to put it out there. Being alone on the water is pretty romantic, I don't want him thinking that he can get into my pants that easily. He chuckled."I wasn't expecting that. I just want to spend some time alone with you. Come on, I can't wait to show you the inside."

Even if it's just for a weekend. "Well this is certainly a first, most girls want a long lasting relationship and you just want a weekend?" He asked me. "Yes, just one weekend, nothing more and nothing less." I said. "Well I can't say no to that." He said with a smile. "Here's to a great weekend, no strings attached, just fun all the way." I said as I raised my glass of wine. This is for me and when Monday morning comes, I will be with my mama and my sister again, they don't even have to know about this, I mean what do I have to lose?

Kate asked, her brow furrowed. “Well, you have to understand where I’m coming from. Back home, I’m usually by myself, except for when I go to the office. Even then, it’s mostly just work, with occasional chit-chats. I come home and I live alone. I meet my friends on the weekends or occasionally during the week, and I’m okay with that. Being alone helps me recharge.” I shared my reality with them, hoping they understood. “I recharge by being around people,” Kate exclaimed.

I stood there for a moment in the quiet of the half-finished room, the smell of paint around me, afternoon light coming through the bare windows, and I thought about what I had just agreed to. A weekend away. Mitchell and Sarah and a lake and a cousin named Matt who I had never met and would presumably have to make conversation with. The idea of it sat in me with the particular discomfort of someone who had spent weeks in deliberate solitude being invited back into the noise of other people's company. But the alternative was another weekend alone in the apartment doing exactly what I had been doing, which was moving through the days with the low-grade mechanical quality of someone going thro

“I just wanted to do whatever it takes. The plan was to teach her a lesson when I was fully in the house. With the way things stand now, there is no chance of that happening.” “It definitely shouldn’t,” I added, slurping on my drink. “Have you ever been on a vacation before?” “Yeah, many ones.” “I mean a solo vacation?” Charlotte’s eyes rounded in surprise. “All by myself? Why would I do that?” I smiled, “It is something I just discovered lately and it works wonders. Try doing something for yourself. Some spa date. Eating at different restaurants. Shopping. Everything should be done all by yourself. Even if it is just two or three days you spend doing that. Trust me, you will realize that th

It was honestly too much for me to bear up with . I need a break , a break away from everyone , l want to live alone per now . While sadly packing up their stuff , the text that Bella sent me played in my mind . " Am gonna do it , at least a weekend is enough " , l inwardly murmured to myself .

I don't feel like I'm alone in this place, even though my friends and sisters are always checking up on me. We are in the classroom now, and we're just waiting for the class to end. It's Friday, and I was thinking, Where should I spend my weekend? I went to the mall with Brandon a few times, and I didn't want to go there again. Brandon also told me how to save money, and I don't know why I'm guilty when I spend so much. I'm going to be alone tomorrow at home because Manang Gina couldn't come to my house. They also have to go for their work, and I know Brandon will go too.

"That's what it is. Everything else we can figure out." She leaned back against me slightly, just a fraction, just enough to close the last inch of space between her back and my chest, and the bond went warm and quiet and satisfied in the way it went when she stopped fighting it. "A weekend," I said. "Just a weekend away from all of it. No campus, no family, no scouts. Just us, somewhere nobody knows our names, and we figure out what this actually looks like when we're not managing it." She was quiet.

Blue shorts and a white t-shirt, then head downstairs. It's quiet as I descend the staircase and it feels a little awkward. I’m used to waking up to my mother moving around the house on the weekends, replacing the old flowers with fresh ones. However, she isn't around. She's away with uncle Robert for a weekend vacation. This is the first time that Jackson and I will be spending the weekend alone. Just me and him. I gulp when I give it a thought, not used to the thought of it since I’m accustomed to our parents being around. The house feels too big for just the two of us.

We walked a little before customers started trooping in, her hand grazing mine every now and then, and even though we were a couple to the public and I am well aware people are watching me, my heart didn’t seem to care. “I’ve been thinking,” I said as we sat on the bench outside but not too far from the club. “We should take a weekend off to go somewhere. Just disappear, you, me, or Maya, your roommate and no uniforms, no kitchens, no managers who act like a dick every time he sees me.” She tilted her head. “A weekend off? What, to your mansion in the woods? Or to hunt down demons in the wilderness?”she said, sounding serious but I know she was joking.