Hate Being Alone Novels & Stories

Mutual pity. "Michele, I don't understand what is wrong. Please explain it to me," I stated. I stood now and walked hallway across her living room to be closer to her. She looked up now, her eyes were red and she looked desperate. "You don't understand what it is like to be me. You don't know what it is like to know that you are supposed to be alone. That people, if they really knew everything about you, that they'd think you were disgusting. You don't know what it's like to feel like you're only way to get a connection with a person is to suck it out of a stranger's cock in a dirty bathroom. Didn't you say that I didn't have to talk to you? I am done, I don't want to talk anymore. Please le

“Oh dear, letting him into your apartment was a terrible mistake. You should have called me. I would have told you to stop. No wonder you’re such a mess. You know what? You can go and stay home. I’ll handle things for you.” “But I need to be here. It’s better than being alone at home.” Leah stepped forward and hugged me. I wrapped my hands around her, hugging her tight because I really needed it. “Thank you for understanding me,” I told her. She pulled away. “You should stop thanking me for things because I’m your best friend. Just doing my job. Anyway, I have an idea. You wanted to be single for a while, but it seems that won’t work with you. It’s like you always need someone else to focus

"To be honest, I have no damn clue. I've been saving my money though, and Marta and Bill would shit, bit I really just...ugh. Well, I want to go somewhere. Do something. Between the studying, side jobs and being in that depressing house, I just want to break the routine. A change of scenery." "I feel you! I'm wanting the same, but I was too afraid to do do alone. I was just waiting on you to say something like that so I'd have a partner in crime. I don't have the balls to go solo." I smile. "Me either. Bill has kind of freaked me out over the years. If a dude follows me through the 7/11 I'm already reaching for the industrial strength dog deterrent and convinced it's my end." She laughs.

ELIAS …. Third stupid year started some weeks ago, and men! I feel on top of the world, cause not only would I be out of the fucking hellhole soon, but also because of the fact that am all alone, just like how I like it. Alone? Why on earth would anyone like to be alone? To give a brief flashback, let me take you back to my pathetic damn sad story.

I’m all alone and miserable. The only good thing I have in my life at the moment is Lunanci, forcing me to go out with her, to eat with her and she makes me laugh for a while. I feel good while I'm with her, but when she leaves me alone I remember that I have nothing else. Just me, myself and I, and we all hate each-other. Laurent stopped talking to me, just like Rio. They both hate me now. Zee hates me, too. My whole family hates me.

I am nothing but pain and suffering and she is peace and comfort. “Good thing you wised up,” I tell her. “Monsters don’t get to be loved.” She looks back out at the sunset, saying nothing as she plays with a small twig in her hands. I want to move closer, to sit where my leg will rest against hers or my hand may gently brush her skin. I used to think living alone was the hardest thing I could ever do. Now I know it’s choosing to be alone when someone wants you, and you want them too.

I felt bare in his presence. "I am not running from anything; I just want to be alone." "That can't be it." "You are right. That can't be it. Do you want a reason? Then maybe I want out because I am sick of having to deal with packs, family, and people; I just want to be alone; that's all I've ever wanted." "No one ever wants to be alone, so I don't believe that either."

"I actually think the sa—" "I don't care what you think about it, it's happening," he interrupts me. I narrow my eyes at him in annoyance. I was trying to agree with him, "Don't give me that face, this has been horrible. I hate that fucking apartment, I hate being away from you, I hate knowing you're living alone, I hate everything. Bobbie and I have been bonding harder than ever, you know why? Because we're both a fucking emotional wreck every day, just hoping you'll give us some form of attention and then breaking down when another day goes by and there's only silence from you."

This New Year, which is tomorrow, I’m going to be completely alone. No calls, no laughter, no “Happy New Year, Holly!” Just silence. And the unbearable weight of what I’ve done. I close my eyes, letting the tears fall freely now. Fuck! I hate my life right now as everything just keeps falling apart.

I said, turning my back on him. I heard him get to his feet. "Aren't you tired of being alone? You've made all these billions but all you have is hate in your heart. You have no one to share all that you achieved with, no one to call your own, no one to fucking love you. I think by now, it should be clear to you that being successful, and achieving so much in a short period will not make you happy".