I Thought It Was Just Me Novels & Stories

It was in his stiff shoulders, the way his jaw had been tight. I paused. I didn’t know why I was saying this next part. It just felt true. “I think I do, though.” I said it quietly, almost to myself. And I didn’t know why it mattered. But it did. More than I could say. More than I understood.

I tried my best to stay focused with her in that t-shirt that was two times her size, but it was slowly becoming impossible. “Um, Scarlett, I have a…” “I can't…I can't seem to pull you out of my head.” the words formed quickly. “What…what do i do…” “I just want to know if it's just me.” Her voice lowered, “am I the only one constantly thinking of you even when I shouldn't?”

And the only thought running through my head was the same one over and over again. Just a little while ago… I had been in a closet. With Leonardo Rizz

Jace's voice came low, careful. "I thought I did something wrong," I said, and my voice cracked right down the middle of the sentence. My hand was shaking slightly against my chest now, and I curled my fingers into a fist to make it stop. "For a long time I thought it had to be me. Like I wasn't enough of something, or I was too much of something else, and that's why he just... changed." I heard the sheets shift on Jace's side, the mattress creaking softly like he'd sat up further.

I thought It would be back on the way it was but distancing myself was awful. I thought it'll pass easily just like days. But never have I ever thought that. It'll only cause me hardship. I was selfish aren't I. Well I am. And that really proves a jerk out of me. I didn't want to thinl about her. Everything happened between us, I wish it would be gone like a bubble. It's hard you know. I don't like being like this. I wish I wasn't the one who's been hitted by that thing,

As the door clicked shut behind me, a single thought ran through my mind. I had lost him. And it was all my fault. I wasn’t sure if I would ever get him back.

They all left, one after the other while I just stood there, leaning and slowly knelt down on the floor. “I am so selfish.” I mumbled out of nowhere. “What?” I heard a voice and turned to my side to see Yash sitting beside me. “I am selfish!” I repeated to which he frowned. “I always thought everyone behaves with me in some way because they want to do that for me. But I never thought they must be having their own problems and their own lives. I just thought everything is linked to me and with me. How can I be so selfish?” I asked with bewilderment and he sighed, taking me in his arms before pressing a kiss to my forehead.

That made me feel some type of way. “You can keep the change.” The dude seemed like he was just a year or two older than me as I took a close look at all of his features. He looked pretty nice, but then I took my eyes off of all his nice specs. The last one I had taken to heart had left me completely ruined, and I wasn't ready to take another chance. I felt even more miserable for even thinking those thoughts in the first place. I hated the fact that I just couldn't think of anyone without having Troy and Dylan come to my mind.

I sat there for a while. Quiet. Thinking. Then I said it out loud. “To myself.” “This isn’t finished.” And for the first time since everything happened— That thought stayed.

Maybe I was overreacting, but I honestly didn't know what to do. I thought I was strong. I thought I could handle it—the loneliness. Until it slowly began to engulf me.