I Am The Only One Novels & Stories

That's why at the end of the day, all I just have to count on is me, myself, and I. Yes, just me alone.

You full of shit. ''Oh come on, we all know who's full of shit here. You're making even the toilets jealous.'' I said, forcing my hand out of her grip and heading to my class without saying another word. ⋇ ༻✼༺ ⋇ This is my last class. Music. The only reason I come to school is on Mondays and Thursdays. I go to the classroom, and to my surprise, it is empty. I take my place and wait for the others to come. I haven't took a second off. Kai can be everywhere and I need to be here if he decides to show up.

His words shocked me. "I..." He cut me off to what I was going to say. "You what? Obviously you are going to say that I'm fine blah blah!" He sat down on the chair while rubbing his forehead in worry. The room was silent for sometime until he decided to speak again. "Look. Grace, you are the only true friend I've had in years, and I don't want to lose you. I really care for you ok." I looked into his eyes that were speaking volumes. They were telling me that he had been alone for a long time. They were reflecting pain. They were reflecting anger. I understood his pain. The pain of being alone. Quite honestly he was my only friend too. And yes by friends I just mean friends. He had never once

He's good at waiting, whatever Zane says. "In two lives," I said, and stopped, and made myself go on, "I have never once met another person who knew the things I know. Not one. I have always been the only one who remembered. That was the one thing I could count on. Whatever I was, I was it alone." "And now?"

Ceen I have only one place in mind and that is the club, I'm going to ask about the only man that has ever wanted me in this life, call it crazy or whatever but that's how I think I needed that closure cause right now my head is spinning from all the rejections in life I literally feel like I might go berserk.

My fiancée and my best friend were the top partners at a multi-million-dollar law firm, while I was just the guy handling the administrative work. In the courtroom, they were in perfect sync, trading fierce legal arguments and sharing an effortless dynamic. In their personal lives, they casually flirted through law jokes that only the two of them understood. I could never get a word in, edge-wise. Every time they laughed, I offered a painfully awkward smile. Even at my mother's funeral, nothing changed. They chatted merrily in front of her coffin, eventually breaking into audible laughter. “Clara, can you greet the guests?” I called out to her. I was the only child in the family, and a

After three years in a psychiatric hospital, I finally escape. Three years ago, I watched my fiance, Ethan Cregger, die in a car accident right in front of me. Already born with a heart condition, I spiraled under the weight of grief. Then everything else fell apart. My family lost everything. Dad seemed to age overnight. Mom cried until there were no tears left. Adrian Mercer, my childhood friend, gave up the money he'd saved to study abroad just to pay for my treatment. Even my younger sister, Mia Bennett, worked three jobs and begged me through tears not to give up on life. Not wanting to burden them any further, I voluntarily admitted myself to a psychiatric hospital. Three years l

It was the only word I had. The bar stopped blinking. You can see me? I've been hearing you for ten thousand years. I climbed up onto its shoulder, which was surprisingly warm. Everybody always says don't, and nobody ever says it to you. Say what? Don't be alone. I put my fist against its side. It's quite simple. I was the last person to say it to anybody. I think it's still my best one. Odessa I understood it in a rush, the way you understand you've been holding your breath.

I don’t need anyone. Just this moment. Just this fire. Just me. And I dance. Alone. Fierce. Unapologetic.

I take a deep breath. This is the only way, Isolde. You can do this alone. Swallowing, I begin to dial the number…