Ask Me Questions Novels & Stories

“Stop deviating and answer the damn question. Do you have feelings for Asher? Tell me the truth, I can take it.” I braced myself for impact. I would not be surprised no matter the answer.

Macaria asked. "

I asked, low. …

"What?" ***

It was a bewildering, overwhelming and non-stop stream of questions demanding that she answer: Coffee or tea? Coffee with milk and sugar? What do you want to eat on your break? Which shampoo? Which hand cream? What bank do you want to open an account in? Do you want to go to the movies? What do you want to see? What are you doing on your day off? Do you want company? And on and on and fucking on.

I snapped back to reality, taking a gulp of my orange juice. “You don't seem fine to me,are you sure you're okay?" Liana pressed on. “Could I ask you something personal please,I know we've been dating for a few days but I've got a few things to ask you and they may seem personal but you're the right person to answer them" She looked at me waiting for me to complete whatever I wanted to ask her . “Okay…. and what should those questions be?,I don't mind answering them if its what I can answer"

but if there are any questions or you need more clarification, let me know. Thank you for understanding and take care. Bye ❤️.

Am I? Questions. Questions that I asked myself but had no answers whatsoever to.

“That is the beginning.” Imani writes in her notebook. “What if she says fine?” she says. “Ask her again in a different way,” I say. “People say fine because it is efficient. It is the answer that closes the conversation. Ask a question that cannot be closed with fines.” “Like what?” she says. “Like what did you want to be before everything else happened?” I say. “Like, what is the thing you do that makes you forget what time it is. Like, what would you change if you knew it would work?” I pause. “Questions that require an actual answer.”