Get Out Of Your Head Novels & Stories

She only answered it at the very last second before it got disconnected. Angela simply wanted to know what else he was planning to do to disturb her, but as soon as she brought her phone to her ear, she heard him yelling in fury, "Have you lost your mind?"

And immediately, the voice in my head whispered, You’re supposed to destroy him, not like him. I pushed the thought away and quietly slipped out of bed. My legs felt a little weak, exhaustion still clinging to my body, but I forced myself toward the bathroom. A warm shower helped, letting the steam wash away the heaviness in my chest. By the time I was done, I had rehearsed my plan in my head again and again. Stay focused. Don’t fall. Don’t get attached. Don’t forget why you’re here. I wrapped a towel around my hair and came out.

I thought I found my soulmate, but I guess I just found another crazy asshole. As I hold my head in my hands and let my tears fall, I realise I need to get this adrenaline out of my system. On shaky legs, I get up, grab my keys from my bag and exit my loft heading out for a much needed walk to clear my head, because right now, I don’t know what else to do.

I can do this even without August. “Focus, damn it. You can do this.” I lightly hit myself in the head as I concentrated on the map. “This is my head which means I’m in control. If I could make this map, I should be able to make it more detailed. I should be able to know what is out that door.”

𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨.

I added. "It hurts!" "That's why you need something to take your mind off her. You should spend some time around people. Trust me, it'll do you good. It'll help you get her out of your head." I said to him, my voice steady. He let out a long breath through his nostrils, finally giving in, "Fine, I'll go get changed."

My mouth was moving even before my brain could catch up. “Get out.” His brows drew together. “But I—” “Get out!” I screamed.

I have to get out from here. I have to get out from here. I have to get out from here. I have to get out from here. I have to get out from here. Those were the words that keeps repeating inside my head again and again and again. But how? How? How am I going to get out of here? That question stuck in my head.

Keep distance, you still grow like insane. Flow. Let the water flow to a safer place. For some time, stay away. Stay away, stay away. Amen. Do not allow kill self for what they do. You aren’t happy. I know it’s true, but happiness is the only way that serves health. There is no one other’s role in making you stay on earth. Not even what you eat, not even what you gain. Money or wealth couldn’t make many live in the end. So, you stay away, stay away from those at home. You make your own palace. If possible, leave them away. If not, stay with them as unaffected away. As you grow, they will appear distant away, far distant away.

Here I was hopelessly in love with a woman I could never have. I grabbed my gym bag and left our apartment. I needed a good workout to clear my head. I skipped the elevator and ran down the stairs and when I got to the front of the gym, I grabbed my ear buds and put them in and pulled up my playlist. Of course, the first fucking song that came in through my ear buds was Just the Way You Are. That was my song for Finny. I was trying to get her out of my head and not think about her anymore. I flung my bag over my shoulders and took off running. I only had two miles to get to the gym, and it would be a good warm up.