Ambiguous Relationship Novels & Stories

"Come on, you should spend time with your little sis once in a while. You're slowly drifting apart from me and I don't want that to happen, who am I gonna be teasing and annoying when that happens?" "You have Levin." "Asshole." I chuckled and tilted my head to the side before lying beside her on the bed. I took a long draw from the cigarette in - between my fingers and I puffed it out and sighed. What am I missing? I've arranged the blue, green and red colours of the puzzle but I'm still battling with the yellows. If I wanna arrange them, I'll end up disarrangeing the ones I've arranged before. "Something bothering you?" Ruby asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I can’t see her that well but I can sense she is. “I don’t hate Lucas. I just despise him to a certain extent.” “May I know why? As a friend.” “I told you, it’s the vibe. That’s all. Nothing big and certain.” Vibe, as if. I know you Amber. It’s not the vibe, it’s something else. Is it your hate towards people or is it your hate for the thought of him? Which one is it? “I see. Amber’s vibe check. Hard to pass, thank goodness I passed.”

Pointed. The kind of back and forth that happened between two people who had years of unresolved history and a current grievance stacked right on top of all of it. I couldn't quite pick out single words …it was just the rhythm of it. Push and return. Statement and counter. And neither of them seemed to be backing down. ‘Are they fighting?’ The thought moved through me and sat there, genuinely confused. ‘I am so confused. Do they really have the hots for each other or do they hate each other's guts? Or … is it actually both?’

Kyoko didn’t want to admit that those words bothered her, but they did, and Ryu’s casual delivery irritated her. “What’s ambiguous about that? I’ve said it clearly. I like you. There’s no ambiguity here,” Ryu said, raising an eyebrow. “Are you naturally this dense? You know those words can mean many things! Don’t…” “To me, ‘like’ means only one thing. I like you because I want you close to me. I want to be with you; spend time with you. I love you. That’s all it means to me. Do I need to make it clearer?”

The child blinked slowly. “It feels like I don’t have to look for what things mean anymore,” he said. “They just already are that.” Evelyn turned slightly toward him. “And does that feel easier?” He thought carefully. “It feels like nothing is unclear,” he said. “But also nothing needs to be checked.” Lucien’s gaze softened slightly. “So ambiguity has been replaced by distributed clarity.” The First Existence confirmed. “Yes. Interpretive certainty is now non-localized.” Rowan muttered. “That sounds like reality stopped having hidden layers.”

he pondered, his voice carrying a mix of contemplation and doubt. As they deliberated, their conflicting loyalties strained the very fabric of their relationship. They had always been united in their pursuit of truth and justice, but now they found themselves at odds, unsure of how to reconcile their individual convictions. Doubt seeped into their interactions, testing their bonds of trust and love.

gulping down a bit of the surprise which had formed in my mind my mouth gaped slightly in astonishment, “You smell it to?” nodding a smile instantly spread across his face as he came to softly touch my cheek with his hand, “You smell like mountain dew to me,” a smile instantly spread across my own face as I nodded, “And you to me,” pulling back his hand which was still resting against my cheek I looked down at it and noticed the symbol that had been burnt on there, I immediately lifted my own symbolled hand to his as I studied it. Both symbols were exactly the same, if I had to describe it then I would have to say it looked like a broken circle with a curved line running through the bottom o

“I may not like being engaged to you but this circumstance is more comfortable for me.” “Maybe? Comfortable?” Elyn, upset with ambiguous remarks embedded in every word he said, seemed very selfish. “Yes, maybe. I have to use a hyphen because we don't know what's going to happen. Maybe I don't like being engaged to you, maybe I don't like you. It all shows how I feel right now, this moment. I may also change into liking you in the future because I feel comfortable with you, feeling something else toward you. Who knows?" Anthony is trying to be honest with his partner at the moment.

The lawyer had said that I no longer had any relationship with Matt and didn't need to answer any pointless questions. I don't know how to drive. I'd come on a shared electric bike and planned to ride it back. When I turned my head, I saw the lawyer standing not far away, waiting for me. He walked over, his eyes slightly curved as he smiled. "Looks like everything went smoothly." I nodded. "Thank you!" I was genuinely grateful for his help. This lawyer seemed to be a friend of the original owner of this body. There was a trace of sorrow in the way he looked at me.

The elusive truth he hinted at remained shrouded in ambiguity, left me confused. The uncertainty gnawed at me—an unsettling feeling that I was missing a crucial piece of the puzzle. Clyde's words danced on the periphery of my understanding, teasing the edges of comprehension without offering any tangible explanation. "I had never thought you would stoop so low as to join the hands of your enemy just to bring me down," Clyde's accusation, delivered with an air of disbelief, pierced through the charged atmosphere. His words, a venomous barb laced with accusation, cast a shadow of doubt over my actions, leaving me grappling with conflicting emotions.