Novel & Cerita An Outsider

"Idiot. How will you become his friend when he can see you seated here?" "You're my distant cousin. I don't know what you do. I just bumped into you here while I came to grab some food. I'm on a work vacation. He doesn't have a problem with me being her ex. I will make him think i'm married. My wife is in Oklahoma spending some time with her college friends. How does that sound?" "That makes sense." Edmund looked intrigued. Their new member wasn't a dumb head after all.

While most of them have fled, there are still a few inside, trying desperately to help others who have been buried. My hand still sizzling, I shake it off and pull it back. About to reach in and pull out some more wires, I stop when I hear Dr. Cho screams. It wasn't her gloating but her being taken by surprise. Looking out, I see the four OutCasts charging toward me. "They sure took their time," I think as I reach in.

“I would've fried you the second I opened my mouth.” “Then, what are you?” I insist. She looks away from me, redirecting her gaze to the starless night. “I'm an outsider.” “Outsider?” When I don't have to scream to get my voice heard, I realize we have walked out of the noisy town square and now into the quieter parts. "As you can see, there are different clans and lands in Alkhemi. It's like having a leader in different states under a president of a country."

I couldn't smell anyone else or see abnormal movement in the tall grass or trees. He sighed almost like the question exhausted him. "To warn you," he said. The way he said it made my skin crawl. Goosebumps rose on my arms, but not the kind from pleasure. "You don’t belong with him. You don’t fit the category," Johnathan continued, taking a slow step forward. "So I’ve heard," I retorted, my eyes rolling instinctively in annoyance at his words. "You think they see you as one of them?" He scoffed. "You’re an outsider, Alina."

"Are you saying, you'll leave us right after winter?" "I'm not saying that, Helena. What I mean to tell you guys is that I have my own issues. I don't know who I am, if I have a family or friends. I don't even know where do I come from! All this time you've been thinking of me like an outsider, but to me, you're the only people I know and I cherish each and everyone of you. If you ask me to help you, I'll do it, if you need something from me I'll give it to you. You don't need to think of a way to repay me for every single thing I do. Now it's become clear you still see me as an outsider, and that hurts"

Theo shrugged and returned to his seat, sipping from his mug like this was just another Sunday morning. I, on the other hand, felt like I’d just walked into someone else’s home. Someone else’s life. Someone else’s place. It hit me hard and fast. I’m the outsider. I’m the one sneaking in through the back door. I’m the one who doesn’t belong anymore. God. I felt like a damn mistress. And I fucking hated it. I leaned against the wall near the hallway, arms crossed, doing my best to keep my expression blank. But the words were already pressing against the back of my teeth, begging to be said.

I brushed past Sophia, who came in carrying a glass of milk. As I walked upstairs, I overheard their conversation. "Finn, Luna Claire flew a long way to see you. Could you try giving your mom a hug?" "With her here, I might not get to go to the amusement park with Isabella tomorrow. It's her fault! Why is Mom always haunting me? And she calls me every day! It's annoying!" he exclaimed coldly. "I wish Isabella were my mom instead! She's so gentle and kind. And she always plays with me and buys me yummy food. She's so different from my annoying mom. If Mom disappeared, could Isabella be my mom instead?"

“That’s not my problem.” Pain shot through me upon hearing him speak to me like that.“Please,” I whispered. “I don’t have anyone else.” He stood, towering over me, his expression hard. “You’re an omega,” he said flatly. “An outsider. We don’t take in strays.” The word were like venom and they stung hard, but I was relentless. “I’m not dangerous,” I protested. “I’m just…” “Desperate,” he finished for me, his eyes cold.

I said, softly. “Yeah?” “Why are you always nice to me?” She gave a short laugh. “What kind of question is that?” “I mean it. Everyone else sees me as this outsider or a threat or some embarrassing project… but you don’t.” “I’m an outsider too, you know. I’ll support my fellow outsider over the snubbing rich anytime.” “To be honest, I don’t even know where I belong.” “Right now?” she said, nudging me gently. “You belong here. On this bench. Eating chocolate. With me.”

she said gently. Samantha lowered her gaze. “I just don’t want to cause trouble. Serene says I don’t belong here, and sometimes… I think she’s right.” Erynn cupped Samantha’s face, her eyes filled with unwavering love. “Listen to me, my sweet girl. You do belong. You may not have been born into this pack, but that doesn’t make you any less a part of it.” Samantha swallowed hard. “Then why does everyone treat me like an outsider?”