I Thought It Was Just Me Novels & Stories

IRENE I couldn’t help but think of what an idiot I was, I mean I had just made up my mind not to think about him again this was barely 6 hours ago but that was all I could think of for the past 6 hours at work and even now that I was in the cab on my way back home. If I didn’t know better I would have felt this was a spell.

Amelia I couldn’t stop thinking about it. How thoughtful he was. No one had been this thoughtful of me. Okay, maybe Eric and Bailey, but still, I just couldn’t get over it. I couldn’t just wait for him to return so I could throw myself into his arms to appreciate him for being this thoughtful.

For the first time in a long time, the noise in my head wasn’t about pressure or expectations or what people thought. It was just about her. And that felt right.

Why would she have that? How would he even.. “No,” I whispered. “I’m overthinking. It’s not the only necklace in the world.” My voice sounded distant in my own ears. I scratched my head, my pulse in my throat. “I’m definitely going crazy.”

Saying I didn't think it would hurt him the way it did was quite unreasonable of me. Yes, I knew he felt so much for me as I did him, but I had always tried to make myself believe I exaggerated what we had and that I loved him more. I didn't know why such fucked up thoughts ran through my mind, maybe I used it to justify ending things with him without any explanation.

I feel like something is already on the tip of my tongue but can’t even utter it because I might be wrong thinking about it. “Did…I…just hear Ronald’s mind?” I whispered to myself.

Or even give a a helping hand even just for a bit… just to let me know that I am not alone… that I have someone that was fighting for me… fighting with me… ”It wasn't like at all… Jinre. You were just obsessed with the thoughts of you liking me. It became something natural for you to think of but… that is not reality. Because if it isn't, it would not be like that“ I want to go away. Everything was a mess. My mind was all blurry. I have no idea why I am feeling like this but even a while ago, something was wrong with my hands.. It was itching… I have no idea why it was like this but…

"I know what it looks like." The words I didn't say hung in the back of my mind: Because I was once just like her. * * *

I tried to think of something but nothing was coming to my head. “I have to think of something real quick.” I muttered to myself as I was in deep thought.

And so what if he managed to wriggle his way into a cozy spot into my heart? I put my hand over my forehead. What was happening to me? Was the craziness contagious? It was just one dream! That should have meant something… should have made me feel better. I nodded to myself with great force, convincing myself more than anything that what I just thought was the truth. Right, right. I don’t want him—I just miss taking care of him. That’s all. Then, I just shook my head at my own nonsense. I really was losing it.