Novel & Cerita I Hate Sleeping Alone

I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016) I stopped the song in middle because I felt a strong pain in my heart and my eyes were red shedding tears.My mind was filled with my lovable night with him in F city. It was like a dream for me.I always tried to control my feelings for him but I never succeeded. I hurts me so much whenever I think of him.Although my life is complete with a caring husband and a lovely child I always felt some emptiness in my heart.

So here's a thing, people lie, they are disrespectful, they wear masks, and they turn to be a bit tiring to me. A lot of people don't get it, that as a loner when I am around people I feel mentally and physically exhausted and I not only want to be alone, I also sometimes need to be alone to get my energy and sanity back. My family calls me weird, but being alone is my source of energy and being around people takes that energy away. This is not a joke, my family even knows so they end up telling me to leave and go back into my room where I will get my alone time.

"Just a minute before I heard you screaming. I am here to give you a ride off to school." I creased my forehead when he raised a brow on me. "Why did you sleep here? You didn't even bother to change your clothes. Don't you ever do it again, Amber." I scanned myself to confirm what he was saying. My eyes widened when I saw the same clothes I am wearing and my bag beside. Am I that tired to sleep here and forgot to step my foot in my room? I buried my hands to my hair and groaned in frustration. Why is it really hard to live alone? To live without someone to remind me always. And someone to talk things about.

Maybe it's because it's just the two of us, but his voice is a notch easier to hear, or maybe it's the wind just taking the words easily to my ears, I have no idea "I had a nightmare, that's all" "And it took you outside?" "I—" I take in a huge breath then let it out "I don't like sleeping alone. I've spent most of my life sleeping in a room full of people so it felt really choking inside" "How odd" "What is?" I ask, looking at him. He's still staring at the gate "That a room full of people is not what you'd consider choking" I give a small smile "I guess I was supposed to use another word. Like Safe. I feel safer when I sleep with other people" Then after seconds of silence, I quickly add "

I shrugged shamelessly at the empty air. ​I dragged my hand down my face, pulling at my skin. "Oh man, what have you done?" I hissed, hitting my fist against my open palm. ​The thought of the night ahead felt like a mountain I couldn't climb. How was I supposed to sleep without her by my side? I didn't want the nightmares back. Not tonight. ​I took a deep breath, trying to slow my heart. I sounded so desperate it made me want to hate myself. I’ve slept alone for sixteen years. I told myself... I can handle one night. She’ll be back tomorrow.

Nicole. There’s nothing more I hate than staying in a hotel room alone: it always feels like I’m being spied on. I could stay in with anyone but not by myself. I had a hard time sleeping last night even when I tried to sleep; I kept reminding myself countless times that I needed rest. That I wasn’t alone and I needed all the rest I could have but sleep eluded me. The event of two nights ago wouldn’t stop playing in my head again and again and I fucking hate it. I hate having a vivid image of Jackson’s impassive face while his family was dragging me out.

“Hi Little One! I hope you are calmer. I didn't expect our first night of love to end like that. I'm bad. I couldn't sleep well and it feels like a piece of me is missing. I've always lived alone and I was used to silence, but after you came back into my life, and occupied every space in this house, I felt that there was life here. I'd love to see you running around barefoot with our puppy, dancing around the living room, helping me in the kitchen. Remember when you burned the rice and were terrified of the smell that spread across the floor? In those four weeks I lived the happiness that I have never found in my entire life. And when you teased me I felt so alive, so yours. I never wanted t

It’s large enough for a dozen beds, but the space doesn't make the idea any less suffocating. Panic starts to claw at my chest. What if I sleepwalk again? What if I talk in my sleep and give away how much I hate this? What if I have to strip down to my skin while he’s right there, watching me with those unreadable eyes? The thought of being alone with him, night after night, makes my skin prickle with a heat I can't explain.

A nasty taste filled my throat at the mention of his name and it seemed like Christopher felt the same way too because I was sure that hi sour facial expression matched mine perfectly. Her eyes widened immediately and she waved her hand. “I may have worded that wrongly… fuck that is not what I meant at all” I slid my hands to massage the back of her neck, grounding her “its ok baby Chris and I are just a little jealous” He scoffed “a little is the understatement of the year” he said grudgingly and I smirked at that. “What I was saying is that you can word it however you want” I said. She heaved a sigh “I hate to sleep alone” she said

She became the only one who could make me feel happy when I was miserable. I went to bed and tried to fall asleep. But I was still trying to find mistakes I had done to make my close person hate me. It was better to have a reason, than being in the dark. Because if there is a reason, I will hate myself for marring everything. I finally fell asleep.