Hate Being Alone Novels & Stories

“I…not yet. You have to remember I’ve spent so many years alone that I want to be surrounded by people for awhile longer. Rowen understands, and respects that.” “But you’re alone in your room at school.” “If you think about it, the majority of the time I’m alone in my room is when I’m sleeping. At least your or Norm is with me most of the time. When I am alone, I hate it. When I’m by myself I either video chat, have music going, or a movie playing so I don’t feel so alone.” “Oh. I….I didn’t realize that.” “Yeah.” “I have to be honest with you about something, short stack.” Colby said.

Maybe I wasn't cut out for love, maybe I was destined to be alone forever. The lonely wolf, nice name right? If that's the title I was given then maybe I should stick with it. Afterall, it's better than getting hurt over and over again. It's really sad when I thought about it though, when I thought about all the things I have been through.

My heart seems to become nonexistent at the confession. His gaze lifts back to mine. "I am still new to friendship. I do not wish to be a child forever. I do not wish to anger you for I am slow to understand emotion. I am used to being lonely it is- so much so that I think it is a part of me now. I think it defines me. When I am sad I have habits. I stay in a place where no one can reach me. And then I bleed alone." Crack. Right there. I hear it.

Is loneliness the reason why I am acting like this? "I'm sorry. I ... I am just tired of everything. I just hate everything. I went to the park alone today and I had no one to go with. I have no friends or family, I am all alone. I could not stay there so I came back home. I met Lea's father on the way and it made me more jealous. She has everything, even you. I can't... I can't take it." I broke down in tears.

He asked, urging me to reply. Sighing, I slowly stood up and faced him, crossing my hands. “I do hate you, but I want to do this. Not for you, but for myself. It's maddening every time, and everyday I wake up to realize that I am utterly alone. No siblings, family, friends, or even a lover. Why not end the ordeal?” I raised a brow as I inquired.

I also ordered an iced coffee, so I would have the strength to finish everything today. After taking my order, the waiter left me there so I was left there alone in the corner. Like what I said, I was fine being alone because I usually do that before. That’s what I have mastered in the years when I was single and had no one to eat with. It's not really that sad to eat alone. In fact, it was very empowering. You know you can conquer everything and you don't really need anyone to be able to eat out. They should normalize that. Some people think it's lonely to eat alone. They didn't know that sometimes it's peaceful and we prefer that more.

Hollowed. I looked in the mirror and saw the wolf in my eyes. I wasn’t soft. I wasn’t delicate. And maybe I wasn’t kind. But I had loved him. And he had burned me for it. I sank into the hammock, blanket clutched around my shoulders, staring at the ceiling while my thoughts roared louder than any bar fight. Alone forever? Maybe. But I’d rather be alone than be someone like her. And I’d rather be hated for being real than loved for a lie.

“Go on, call me all you want. I'm happy I finally get to meet you. I always wondered why I was born. Did you choose this fate for me and watch me suffer all these years? It must have been fun seeing how pathetic I was.” “Your decisions shape your fate, I have no hand in that.” “It was my decision to be an orphan too?.” “I owe you no explanation.” Ariel tried to suppress her choked sobs. Even a god could not take the blame for her messy life. “Stop being silly kid, these guys will hunt you down and have you killed the moment they get the slightest idea you're alive. You carry their secrets, it's only convenient they bury them with you. Your emotions will only get you killed. This is a power s

“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve called her only to realize that she’s not going to answer. It feels like I’m alone. I have no one.” “You have us,” I instantly assured her. “I know we fucked up, but that doesn’t mean that we won’t be here if you need me.” She sat up and wiped her cheeks. “I know we fucked up, but that’s not the only reason why you want to put a stop to this, is it?” “I’m scared of dying alone,” she whispered. “Right now, I am alone. I have no family, no real friends. I know I have you, and I love all of you. The last thing I want is to have to choose between the four of you.”

Why I am not strong like others? "I'm so sorry. So sorry. So sorry but I couldn't..." I whisper sobbing. "I miss you...I miss you so much. please come back....your honeybee miss you... Please come back no one love me now.... everyone hates me no one loves me .... please come back" I chock and start sobbing. "Honeybee remember I always with you" "Honeybee alwys remember who are you it's ok to be different but it's not ok to hate yourself"