Alone In America Novels & Stories

“Maerilee, if you are meant to have four Ones, you’re still missing two.” The room falls silent once more, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air. My relief evaporates, replaced by a gnawing sense of unease. I hadn’t even considered that possibility, that there might be more to this than just Akin and River. But if Permiton is right, if I'm truly meant to have four Ones, the matter is yet to be settled.

I still fill like I'm alone in this whole world like everyone's so happy except me. The time was morning, I've decided to stay at my house, it was better than meeting any other useless people, It was a quiet day, I do not hear any voices, only the voice of birds and the breeze, it seems like I'm the only one who left here, how I love that feeling, living alone without sadness, I remembered that day when I saw him walking alone, I thought it might be better to walk with him, it's our first meeting, in sam smith park, yeah I should get back to my dreams, its a good time to get back to bed... - hello? Who's here?

However, the answer Claire got from her assistant ten minutes later was not something she wanted to hear. "Ms. Claire, we've confirmed that Mr. Robin left the country today. Before he left, he even threw away his SIM card. He probably isn't coming back." The moment Claire heard that from her assistant, she froze. Why had Robin left the country without saying a word to her? Why had Robin even thrown away his SIM card? Did he find out something? She had a bad feeling about this, and she instinctively sent a message to her friends' group chat.

_Terrified_. “_I’m _lonely_ too, Seven.” Rylan’s eyes _flickered_. _Four_. “_Good_,” Four said. “_Then _let_ me _in_. Be _less_ lonely _together_.” One _flinchd_. The chip. In his head. _Screaming_. _KILL SEVEN KILL SEVEN KILL SEVEN_ He looked at Kieran. At the _gun_. “_Do it_,” One whispered. “_Before _he_ takes _me_. Before I _hurt_ him. _Please_.”

"Who's joking with you? Get out, or I'll call security." My hand froze in midair, and my mind went blank. I started replaying everything in my head, trying to figure out what I could have done wrong. But even when she actually pulled out her phone to call someone, I still had no idea. My breathing turned uneven, and I whispered, "Did I do something inappropriate? Is there some custom here I don't know about? I can apologize. Please don't be mad, okay?" She was marrying into a family from another state. The city we grew up in was over 600 miles away.

I started to feel scared of the idea of being alone in this long and quiet alley. Maybe this place wasn't as safe as I thought. A shiver ran down my spine as a blurred shadow seemed to have moved at the end of the alley. It was then followed by faint whispering and snickering echoing behind me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, signaling that I was not alone in this desolate alleyway.

What makes it worst was the headache was killing me and my heart is badly missing America so much even though we are on the same continent. When I calmed myself, I grabbed my guitar and began to play a few riffs randomly and just allowed myself to feel the lonesomeness of this night. America lingers in my mind and no matter what time of day, she is always and only the last person I think about and drives me insane.

She looked beyond the courtyard and allowed her mind drift back, back to when they were in America, to the first time they had met in New Orleans. She had come to the mall alone and wishing to actually be alone, just browsing through the items on display and window shopping to her heart's content, but who comes to the busy mall to be left alone? Being amongst the many people moving to and fro in the mall, she still felt alone. Yes, this was the reason she had come here, to know and feel how truly alone she really was.

Chapter Title: No Tears Left The drive home was quiet. Alaric didn’t speak, and Annie didn’t ask him to. She sat beside him in the passenger seat, arms crossed, blood still faintly crusted under her nails, her reflection flickering in the black-tinted glass. City lights danced across her face, but none of them reached her eyes. She didn’t feel the cold. She didn’t feel anything at all. The moment they reached her front gate, Alaric pulled into the driveway and stepped out before the engine had fully stopped. He opened her door wordlessly, offering a hand, but Annie stepped out on her own.

But now, he was gone. And I was here. Alone. Again. I wrapped my arms around myself, moving toward the couch like my legs had forgotten how to work properly. Everything felt numb. My skin, my thoughts… even my heart. It was like something had been torn from me and left a gaping wound that no amount of logic could stitch back together.