I Don T Need Love Novels & Stories

"Mom said to finish your breakfast before you leave!" "Aarahi hun!" she laughed, slinging her bag over her shoulder. Her family wasn’t rich, but they had something far more valuable then riches. They had love. Her parents had raised her to believe that kindness was a strength, not a weakness. And unlike many in her school who flaunted their last names, she never felt the need to prove herself. As she walked toward school, the cold air nipped at her red cheeks, but she didn’t mind. The sight of mall road coming to life, vendors setting up woolen shawls, the scent of roasted peanuts, tourists clicking pictures, it always made her smile.

If no one wanted to offer it, then I must not need it. And I still believe that. I did. Love doesn’t matter all that much. I can get by just fine without it. I don’t need anyone’s attention or affection to get through the day. I can do everything on my own. People who chase after things like love or attention are setting themselves up for disappointment. Those are abstract things, without any solid foundation or measure. There’s no point in expecting them, and wanting them only leads to complications. That’s just the way it is.

And it was. Because for once… I didn’t need Blake. I didn’t need his love. I didn’t even need his apology. I just needed me. And today, I chose me.

As for the version of him I used to cling to, I had let go of that a long time ago. Roderick stared at me in disbelief, while I calmly met his gaze. I added, "Like you once said, maybe I was too dependent on you. That was why I mistook it for love. "Thank you for sending me away. These past few years have given me clarity. I won't depend on you anymore, and I don't love you either." This version of me would do just fine without Roderick. He stood there, watching me walk away. But I didn't look back.

I kept my gaze on him the entire time. “Share my life, take me for what I am…’Cause I'll never change all my colors for you…Take my love, I'll never ask for too much…Just all that you are and everything that you do..I don't really need to look very much further…I don't want to have to go where you don't follow…I won't hold it back again, this passion inside…I can't run from myself, there's nowhere to hide….Don't make me close one more door….I don't wanna hurt anymore…Stay in my arms if you dare…Or must I imagine you there…Don't walk away from me…I have nothing, nothing, nothing…Don't make me close one more door…I don't wanna hurt anymore…Stay in my arms if you dare…..Or must I imagine you th

She composed the song when she was framed and sang it to Jackson. The title is NEED YOU What they are saying doesn't matter Don't listen to them, we don't need rumors. I know you need me but I need you more. My lover! Anytime you call me baby, you know that it makes me lose control. I want to love you like I have never loved before. My lover. Love me while you can Because there is no time Because there is no time. It only happens once in life. Love me while you can o There is no time

I guess love really wasn't worth it. "I don't need anyone to fucking love me. Love is a waste of time. I'd rather everyone hate me!" I shouted and at this point, the words were true to me. After Blake's last comment about me never having a boyfriend or being kissed, my chest felt void. So void that I couldn't even say I was upset. My body relaxed completely, and I no longer cared. I told him I didn't care about the kiss and then I challenged him. I was going to prove myself, I was going to prove I didn't need him.

I groaned as I applied an ice pack to the cuts on my face. "I still don't know why you're letting her live. It's like you've fallen for her." Ben snorted and I threw daggers at him. "Love doesn't exist for me. No one is innocent and I won't show any mercy to anyone who intentionally crosses my path just to irritate me." "But you need love. You don't have to give it out." " I don't need it and I don't expect anyone to give it out. Not to me. If even my fucked up parents didn't give that and you think someone else can b capable?"

I've learned how to be better with it. Even without somebody else to make me feel loved. Because why would I need someone when I can already do that myself?

It wasn’t loyalty. It wasn’t kindness. It wasn’t morality. It didn’t matter. All I needed was one crack. One soft place in this house of monsters. Because I wasn’t done playing him. I wasn’t done negotiating. And I wasn’t done fighting. Not today. Not ever.