I'm Done Waiting Novels & Stories

— I send back. I wait anxiously for his response, watching the three pesky dots that indicate he is typing only for them to disappear completely. I guess that’s a ‘no’ then.

-I whispered as I typed the amount I wanted. -A little faster, the time will end. -You'll pay for what you did. I confirmed the transfer, seeing the small stripe being filled quickly, and consequently a message box with the following sentence "Transfer complete". -Done, we've moved some squares. Soon I'll get to the king.

I need today's meeting to count. I set the phone face up on the bed and waited. The room was quiet. Ten seconds passed then twenty and then the three dots appeared. He was typing.

” I typed, wiped my sweaty forehead with the back of my palm then hit send. I waited and waited… and waited… and waited. I missed my class and the next one, still staring at my email, reloading it every second, waiting… Time for work passed, yet I still waited… I was glued to the position, waiting for a response yet nothing… Still, I waited. ***

Then move. I forced myself to slow down, leaning back in my chair and closing my eyes for a second. This wasn’t about rushing. This was about watching. Waiting for the right shift. A vibration pulled my attention back. A message. Julian. Julian: Any changes? I stared at the screen for a second before typing back. Me: Not yet. A few seconds later— Julian: They will. I exhaled quietly, setting the phone down again. Of course they would.

At school, I had a nickname. They called me "Mister Wait-Your-Turn." I waited for the sneakers my brother had grown tired of, the backpack my sister thought was ugly, and the phones my parents had already cracked the screens of. Even when it came to taking a shower, I had to wait until everyone else was done. A week ago, Mom had promised me, "On the day of your college entrance exam, you won't have to wait your turn for the shower." So when I finally stumbled into the bathroom, drenched in sweat and smelling awful, I thought my turn had finally come. I was halfway through working up a lather when someone started pounding on the door. "Come out. Let your brother go in." My eyes stung,

They had protected her while forcing me to apologize. Now, they were finally holding me. However, I didn't want them anymore. Slowly, I pried his fingers away one by one. "Hunter, it's not that you can't live without me. You just can't accept that the person who had always waited for you finally stopped waiting."

POV Ruby "I can do this. I can do this. I HAVE to do this." I mumbled to myself as I wobbled out of my room. It was late or early, depending on your point of view. I had managed to send them all home a few minutes ago. Mom, Slivia and Cassy all wanted to spend the night but I had argued and Varg drove them home with promises that they would be back in a few hours. I knew that I had to be quick but I needed to see it. To be sure.

“Bleiz, by the time you see this letter, I will have already left. As for where I went, I don’t know either, but you won’t find me. As for why I left, the reason is simple: I don’t want to wait anymore.” “I don’t understand. How much longer do I have to wait for you to take me away? Will you one day lie to me and say that I have to wait for your and Mona’s child to grow up, get married, and have children, or wait until you’ve grown old with her before you leave with me?” “Bleiz, my youth is also limited. I don’t want to continue waiting for you based on an empty promise that has no end in sight. Let’s say goodbye here. We will never meet again.”

They kicked back on after a few changes and he smiled at his progress, regardless of the sinking feeling stuck in his gut. The man who was struggling with the machine earlier smiled brightly and clapped his hand on Landon’s shoulder. “Hey, thanks, Hunter. I don’t know how you did that, but I’m grateful it worked.” Landon was taken back that the man knew his name. He must work closely with Vincent. “No worries. Just do me a favor and restart the machine once you’re all caught up again.” The man nodded quickly and held his hand out. “I’m Connor, by the way.”