I Met A Man That Wasn't There Novels & Stories

He was the man I played poker with. I didn't really know him. He wasn't the reason why I was here now. I shifted my gaze to the man who had been playing earlier, but he suddenly disappeared. "Where is he?" I muttered to myself. The effect of this incident on me was so strong that I didn't notice he was gone.

She asked as she welcomed me home. "That guy must be crazy, " I said "Why what happened?"She asked "He never showed up I waited and waited till I couldn't do more so I just left" I answered, lying seemed to be a part of me not doing it came effortlessly. "That's a weird look" She showed me the text from him saying "I'm here where are you" "I got the text not too long after you left" she added. "Did he change the location of your meeting?" I asked "He didn't say, this is just what he sent"

His eyes widened. I turned to the others and opened both arms to them as if ready for embrace. “Hello, Johnson, Mila, and Courtney. Long time no see, huh. I wouldn’t count this morning as a meeting. I wasn’t myself. You see, I seemed to have forgotten some things like meeting you. My memories had just seemed to go . . . poof . Odd, right?“ I said, looking them straight in the eyes while I spoke sardonically but managed to add the right amount of sticky sweetness to my tone to make them flinch.

The mistake that wouldn’t stop haunting me. “I met someone,” I started, my voice low. “Well, not someone. Just… that man from that night.” Before I could explain further, Fred’s voice cut through the noise. “What man? Who is the man?” I jumped slightly, startled. I hadn’t even noticed him walk in. Fred stood there holding a file, looking curious and suspicious. I covered the phone’s mouthpiece quickly. “It’s nothing, Fred. Just a friend,” I said, forcing a smile.

we still chatted yesterday. Mystery man: And is that enough ? I want you close by. What! I'm in a relationship, it is not possible I double date. But I could not tell him that. I already lied to him I was not. And what about Jamaal Amir Haidar. Me: Close by ? Mystery man, what do you mean? Mystery man: Don't play pretend, you know what I mean. Let's meet. Me: What! I don't even know you. I don't know your name or any other thing about you. Mystery man: Okay, let me introduce myself fully to you. ******

"Shh….This is me!" I stopped struggling, then turned around. Joseph? That man? Turns out the guy was real earlier and I wasn't hallucinating right? "Joseph? Were you in that room with me?" I asked in a quite high tone Yusuf looked at me in surprise, “I even just sneaked here when I saw that today is your schedule for testing. I'm not lying, but did I exist in your imagination just now?" I nodded to Yusuf, “You are in that room. Why did you leave me alone there?”

“It’s me, Ryan Manchester. Your long, forgotten friendship.” My eyes opened wide in shock, staring at the tall figure a distance in front of me.‘This can’t be true. This ain’t real.’ I thought, taking steps backwards till my back was against the door.I gulped.The ghost of Manhattan is back.TBC

"Not long ago you ranted about a man you met at a club. Now you can't seem to get your eyes off someone else." My brow creases. That man was the best sex I ever had. The problem is, I don't remember what he looks like. The club was dark. I drank a lot before getting on stage and once while on stage and I don't even know his name. I also met him in a different state. Somewhere far away. So why be hung up on him? Is that so? My mind asks. Your urge to hop onto another man when your mind was all over one a few minutes ago is wild, Cleopatra.

“He’s very private. That’s all.” Rami leaned closer, his voice sharp. “Private? Or nonexistent?” The man stiffened. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> After the meeting, Rami and I sat in his car, silence stretching thick between us. My baby slept soundly in the carrier, oblivious to the storm brewing. Finally, I broke the silence. “Rami… have you ever met this man?” His jaw clenched. “No.” “Not once?” He shook his head slowly. “Only letters. Only instructions through his assistant. And now I realize...I can’t even confirm he exists.”

I half yelled as I ran my hand through my hair in frustration, but Eli just kept looking at me dumbfounded, he didn’t believe me, but I knew what I’d seen, maybe I couldn’t feel it, but I saw it and now, they’re gone. “Are you sure you met someone? I mean, I made the coffee just across the room, I didn’t see anyone go in, neither did I see anyone come out, but still, this could all be a mistake, you know? Maybe no one was in, to begin with?” He said trying to find an explanation for what I had just experienced, but his theory only infuriated me more, he could think it all, but definitely not that I was telling the truth and I had actually really met some women in here. Okay! Maybe that’s a s