Hate Being Alone Novels & Stories

Then she turns to look at me, sadness filling her eyes. "I don't want to die alone." She mutters. "I know that sounds stupid to you but I'm scared of dying alone. You are young. And you have options. And you have a bunch of men catcalling you on the road and makes and everywhere you go. But I don't have that. No one wants you when you are this old. Men view you as used goods. They are only attracted to young and fresh women. That's why I can't leave your dad. I know that it's impossible to find another man after him. I don't want to have breakfast alone. I don't want to go to the mall alone. I don't want to go to parties alone. I don't want to eat alone at the dinner table. And at the end of

Do you like the idea of being fucked senseless by a pack of wolves who’d buy you like livestock if they could? The mirror didn’t answer and neither did Ivy for a heartbeat. Then she whispered, small and wounded, "I just… don’t want you to be alone if they don’t come back." I let out a short, ugly, the sound that sounded like a cackle or laughter “Alone?” I hissed, dragging the zipper the rest of the way up. It caught again on a fresh welt. I yanked harder. Pain bloomed bright across my ribs. Good. Pain I understood. “Tesoro, I’ve been alone since the day my dad died. Alone is my default setting. Alone is safe. Alone means no one gets to break me except me.”

So here's a thing, people lie, they are disrespectful, they wear masks, and they turn to be a bit tiring to me. A lot of people don't get it, that as a loner when I am around people I feel mentally and physically exhausted and I not only want to be alone, I also sometimes need to be alone to get my energy and sanity back. My family calls me weird, but being alone is my source of energy and being around people takes that energy away. This is not a joke, my family even knows so they end up telling me to leave and go back into my room where I will get my alone time.

"You claim to hate me and wish I never existed, so why brush off the opportunity when it presented itself?" Sean was hesitant as he intently stared into her soul through her eyes. "Don't get any ideas. I hate you, stands firm. I did not 'brush off' anything. Anything meaningful, at least. So that was no opportunity. Those twats hadn't plans of executing a job well done, I hate pussies. And well, the opportunity now becomes mine and mine alone. Your life is in the palm of my hand. It's my place to do whatever I want with it, no one else's!"

“Tsk tsk.....this life is so boring. I really hate it” Luciano complained to his fairy god mother who was combing his hair. She halted upon hearing his complaint. “It isn't dear. It's boring for you because you keep isolating yourself from humans” She explained to him as she continued combing his wine colored hair. Luciano sighed, and he rested on his chin. “I keep staying away from them because I'm different from them. At times, I can't help it but hate myself. I hate my parents, who left me in this world alone. I hate it that I came out to be their

“I can’t do that to you, Ria.” My heart leapt as he used my nickname but I steeled myself. “You can and you will. I’ve been alone my entire life, Marek. Surrounded by people but entirely alone. I’ve gone through abortion procedures on my own. I’ve sat in the bathroom for hours as I bled out alone. I’ve resigned myself to getting raped because I knew, well and truly, that I was alone. No one cares. No one would come to save me. Your sister, right now, probably feels alone. Her family is here, thousands of miles and hours away.”

She hates herself for wanting those things that will never be hers, she hates herself for hoping things will fall into place they never do in the end "I hate my life, take it away so I won't have to face this anymore!" She keeps on yelling, begging no one in particular to take all away. It breaks her a hundred times to know no one sincerely loves her for who she is, everyone who is with her is merely trying to accept her. The love she odd to have isn't what she is getting. They all feel sorry for her, and that's why they are faking their smiles and kindness. "No one loves me, no one sees me... I am all alone"

"But I guess love just isn't in my destiny. I'm just destined to be alone forever. Oh and dad hates me." "I was angry yes, but I don't hate you. I could never hate you no matter what." He said as he pulled me into a hug. Mom joined too as I cried. I just need some peace. I couldn't handle anything else. I just want something good in my life for once. I don't want to feel alone anymore.

Taking off my heels that dig in to the grass, I picked them up in my hand. There was no one around. It was 7:00 pm. I was all alone but this loneliness didn't scared me as much as the loneliness in my heart..... A bet... He called me a bet... He laughed! He took my pride and then made fun of me.... He took my heart and the stomped over it repeatedly.... He is heartless yet he has my heart... He is so merciless that he so mercilessly took my heart and prick it with needles... He is so ruthless that he didn't even care about my heart....

“Look, I appreciate your effort, I really do, but I want to be alone.” “You don’t have to be alone.” “I do. We have had a lot of fun but this thing between us isn’t going to work.” She stiffened, her head tilting just a little as she looked at me. “What?” “I was fooling myself. I’m not the guy you think I am. I’m a loner. The only person who has really ever understood who I was and how I was was Kade. Kade got it. He didn’t push and he didn’t try to smother me with attention and affection. He left me alone. That’s what I want. It’s what I have always wanted. I wasn’t born to be the other half to a whole. I’m a lone rider. I always have been, and I always will be.”