Here I Go On My Own Novels & Stories

Swallowing my nervousness I say just above a whisper. “I don’t think the family can help…” I take another quick breath and then continue before he can say anything. “I think I have to do this on my own.” A smile then pulls at his lips as he gets to his feet leans over, placing a quick kiss on my forehead and then moves to lean against his desk. Keeping his hands on the edge of his desk he stares at me as he then says, “You want to leave?” “I want to travel. I want to find myself.”

If it was yesternight, I'd have stormed out of this place immediately, but not anymore. The distraction was exactly why I came. I needed it to feel alive again. Sitting at the booth, I threw down the fourth glass of tequila and signaled for another. I don't know what to do or where to go from here. I have no one to turn to either. In fact, this was the first time I have ever been on my own, without the company of Mia or Leon. I was home-schooled too. I bet my so-called mate and family are searching everywhere for me right now.

“Oh my God, no one’s here.” He turns around with a frown, confused apparently. “It was just me. I got hungry, so I tried to cook something for myself. But obviously, all the hell broke loose,” shaking my head, I flop down on the couch and hold my head in my hands. “I’m good for nothing,” I grumble to myself. “How am I supposed to be on my own someday when I can’t even prepare myself a meal? I’m probably going to starve myself to death. This is so horrible. I feel like...like...like...”

He will come again. I didn't know what to do, should I be happy because my other personality came out and now I can get a proper treatment or should I be sad because my other personality has found himself a mate. And I don't know anything about her. I need to go to the bank to get the money my dad sent me. I am working as a freelancer but I am also getting money from my dad because of my expenses and treatment.

“I m worried how you’ll survive out there. do you have any money?” “I’ll figure it out.” I m not that dumb, I am aware that this path I m taking is going to be a rough one. But I have myself. and I am all grown up. I can do this on my own.

No one has ever truly loved me, and no one ever will. I walk slowly and quietly in the woods; it is so quiet that only the breaking of sticks under our feet can be heard. “You can go back now. I won’t come back. Why will I?” I mutter, then increase my pace. “I’m better off on my own, I don’t need… I don’t…” I slump on the ground, tears flowing freely from my eyes. “Keep walking,” one of them says. I stand up, clear my eyes, and keep walking. After all, that is the only thing I can do.

Well if you figure out the surprise you'll know why I insisted and I'll be less creepy to you. I scoffed and returned my gaze to window. Why not just tell me! I fold my arms and think. Ugh I have to think this one out loud. How embarrassing. I hate how I have to talk to myself outloud to process important shit. Living on your own since 8 years old and not trusting anyone will do that to you. I think I'm insane. Sorry baby. Your mommy is a nutcase and your father is probably going to kill us both. Welcome to earth

You're on your own! I didn't argue or bother to explain.

It looks like I'm solo on this now. Fuck this is gonna be a suicide mission.

I was going to find a method to stay with my pack. I didn’t need him. I didn’t need anyone. I was going to be okay on my own.