Always On My Mind Novels & Stories

Especially not after what almost happened just now. "What the hell is wrong with me? I think I'm losing my mind right now. What am I even thinking about all the time?"

But why can't I stop thinking about her? She keeps filtering into my mind like a damned broken record, always coming back no matter how hard I try to block her out. Her beautiful smile, aimed at me in such a genuine way. And those flashes of black and white I can’t comprehend, almost haunting me. It's driving me mad, giving me fucking migraines. "Are you even listening, boy?!" Mr. Thompson thunders, and I jolt, snapping out of my reverie. "Is everything okay, babe?" Vivian asks, her voice laced with concern. For a few seconds, I see Arella in her place, asking me the same question.

While still looking out the window, I slowly close my eyes and mentally ask, “Who is there one minute and gone the next?” The images keep flashing through my mind, but it doesn’t stop on anyone. I try to concentrate even harder about the individual being there and then gone. However, the images just keep flashing through my mind and never stop on one person. Dang it. I’m doing something wrong.

He suggested. “ No, it's nothing serious. It's just someone who I don't wanna think of keeps popping in my head, ” I groaned. “ The only way that can happen is if the person is constantly on your mind and also, if the slightest thing reminds you of this certain someone,” he reasoned but I didn't believe his theory. I didn't think of Anastasia, she just kept pushing her thought in my head which is as frustrating as hell. “ Ermm... Is there really no news on Anastasia?” I cleared my throat and looked away as I inquired.

Why did they say tomorrow, tomorrow is the 14th? The only ones that have to worry, is me, and Robby; crossed my mind as I was visiting with everyone. My mind went on a tangent now with the thoughts and questions I have, but I tried to stay present with here and now. Everything has gone so smoothly. Things don’t ever go this smoothly in my life ever. I still try to push the thoughts away, but they have taken root in my brain.

In my last life, I thought that I would make her pay if I survived when that bucket of sulfuric acid had been poured over me. This time, I did it. I smiled and said, "You're thinking too much. You survived last time because of my family's salve. But this time, you don't have it. Not only that, you applied a massive amount of sunscreen and even turned the fragrance into perfume. "So now… Cherish whatever time you have left. You only have a few days, give or take. But as your best friend, I still want to say one more thing." I paused for a moment, and then said, "It's your turn to go to hell this time."

"Boss, be careful. Things are getting hot." I read the message, my brain processing the implications as my fingers hovered over the screen. Yet my attention was divided between here and now with Thorne and the storm that threatened to break outside our walls. My enemies were closing in, but my mind was stuck on making sure Thorne was okay-that he wasn't drowning in his ocean of memories.

Lazarus I can't seem to get that girl out of my head. She's always there, lurking in the back of my mind, and no matter how hard I try, I can't shake her. It's not normal, and I know that I shouldn't be thinking about her like this. But I can't help it.

Alyssa interrupts. My eyes travel to Alyssa, where they remain. A million thoughts are flooding through my mind, making me unable to focus on the present. All I can think about is how to tell Alyssa about all of this. Does she have to know? I don't know if Maze is a trustworthy source.

Well, I’m doing a little more than sitting things up, but this isn’t the time for going into things like that. Cliff nods. “Remember, I’m here for you. The two of you don’t have to do this alone.” I turn my attention towards him and give him a small smile. *** I stare at my computer monitor, trying to keep my mind on the upcoming meeting and the various things I need to get done today. However, my mind keeps wandering back to Connor and whether he is alright. My eyes float over to my phone. Should I call him? I don’t want to disturb him.