Everything's Fine Novels & Stories

At school, I had a nickname. They called me "Mister Wait-Your-Turn." I waited for the sneakers my brother had grown tired of, the backpack my sister thought was ugly, and the phones my parents had already cracked the screens of. Even when it came to taking a shower, I had to wait until everyone else was done. A week ago, Mom had promised me, "On the day of your college entrance exam, you won't have to wait your turn for the shower." So when I finally stumbled into the bathroom, drenched in sweat and smelling awful, I thought my turn had finally come. I was halfway through working up a lather when someone started pounding on the door. "Come out. Let your brother go in." My eyes stung,

Then— “They said everything is stable for now,” he continued. I exhaled slightly, my hand moving again, resting over my stomach without me thinking about it. “Stable is good,” I said. “It is,” he agreed. He didn’t add anything else. Didn’t try to soften it or complicate it. Just left it there. Stable. I leaned back slightly, letting that word settle. Not perfect. Not guaranteed. But not bad either. Just… steady. Like everything else had been lately.

“Neither do I.” “But today… feels okay.” “Today is enough.” We fall asleep like that. Not fixed. Not perfect. But together. And for now, that is everything.

" I'm alive Mer.. it's okay " " oh please spare me all the ' I'm fine but not totally fine but I'll lie to you that I'm fine so you wouldn't pity me even though I love you so much' talk.. I'm heading down to New York first thing tomorrow morning, I've already booked my flight so don't even think about convincing me that there's no need to show up, understand?" With a slight smile, I responded " I can't wait to see you then" and I meant it.

"That's good to hear. You're sure everything's alright?" Asher’s tone remained upbeat. "Yeah, man, we're good. Don't worry about it."

"Everything okay?" She hesitated. "It’s Kate. She says everything is fine, but something about the way she worded it…" I frowned. "What did she say?" Sophia turned the screen toward me, showing me the message: "Everything’s fine, handling it. Don’t worry." It wasn’t much, but I knew instinct when I saw it. Sophia wasn’t the type to overreact. If something about that message didn’t sit right with her, there was probably a reason.

She wasn’t ready. Allison: How are you, lady? Sidney: Eh, OK. How are you? Allison: Oh, I’m fine. Tired from work. What’s the matter? Aside from all the things. Sidney: Haha. Just all the things. Allison: You can tell me. Safe space.

Im fine nae haneureun malga modeun apeumdeuriyeo say goodbye jal ga chagaun nae shimjangeun neol bureuneun beobeul ijeotjiman werobji aneun geol gwaenchana gwaenchana kkamkkamhan bam eodumeun jamdeun kkumeul heundeureo nojiman duryeobji aneun geol gwaenchana gwaenchana I'm feeling just fine, fine, fine ijen neoye soneul noeulge

is everything ok? ~“poor Marcus”~ Rose said causing her to snicker. E: ”Bonjour Marcus, oui tout va bien, j'ai dit à Lizzette que j'avais déjà trouvé un autre pote (Hello Marcus, yes everything is well, I told Lizzette I already found another mate)” M: ”c'est une merveilleuse nouvelle Elleanna, félicitations, puis-je demander qui il est? (that is wonderful Ellie, congratulations, may I ask who he is?)”

Let's end this. ***