I Walk Alone Novels & Stories

Before leaving, he only said, "Clean it up, don't get in the way." Only after they left did my legs give way, and I collapsed to the ground. My instep was badly burned, and the pain was so intense I could not even stand up. However, Titus did not even glance at me. His eyes were only on the faint redness on Melissa's hand. I numbly cleaned up the mess on the floor, rinsed my burned foot with cold water, and then limped into the bedroom. Christian was fast asleep, lying sprawled out on the bed. I did not disturb him and endured the pain as I quietly rummaged through the cabinet.

" I curled myself up against the window, watching the occasional passersby outside. I could see my face reflected in the glass, and it was as pale as a sheet. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a text message from an unknown number. "Wanna see your mom again? Come alone to the abandoned pier at 9:00 pm tonight." The attached photo showed Mom being tied up in a chair, her hair disheveled, and Greg's hand wrapped tightly around her neck. Shit! Greg had stalked us all the way here and even kidnapped Mom! I felt as though the sky was about to fall on me. Greg was nothing less than the Devil himself. He wasn't my stepdad anymore and had absolutely nothing to do with me!

I shake my head. No. Not her either. Not tonight. I don’t want a distraction of that kind. I don’t want control through submission. I don’t want anything. I just want… silence. ~~~~ I’m walking alone, and the air is cold….too cold. The alley is narrow, dark, suffocating. The walls feel like they’re closing in. My footsteps echo too loudly, too sharp. Something is wrong, and I can feel it. My chest tightens and I stop immediately scanning the alley through the silence.

She muttered and then sniffed She turned around and walked away but then turned back when she got to the car and looked at the house again “May We Meet Again, That Is If We Ever Can”

Of course, it’s one of the famous songs from his favorite band, Parokya ni Edgar. “I take one step away and find myself coming back to you, My One and Only One and Only You.” He hears the voice singing on the fence between the girl’s apartment and theirs. The beautiful voice intrigued him. It was the first time he had heard someone sing at a friend’s house. Her voice is gorgeous. He wants to hear more than this and to know her. Clark went into the chair just next to the fence and looked over. As there was a light on the lamppost, he could see the woman. She was wearing earphones as she sat on the bench. Her eyes were closed, she wore her pajamas, and her head was still moving as if she enjoy

“Right here.” “Two blocks max?” “Two blocks max.” He doesn’t look happy, but he steps aside. I step outside. The air hits my face—salt and sun and freedom. My legs feel shaky, but I force myself to walk down the driveway, then turn left on the sidewalk. Alone. For the first time in days, completely alone. No agents trailing me. No armed guards hovering. Just me, the sidewalk, and the sound of my own footsteps. One foot in front of the other.

Beam enjoys the quietness and solitude that even the bubbly girl kept her silence. "You know, if ever I felt alone and lonely even in a noisy crowd, I just walk this path up to where my feet will lead me, then I will just feel okay. Sometimes in life, you don't need to be with a lot of people just to be happy and sometimes being alone would not make you feel lonely. Instead, being alone is the best time to reflect on your life. Your reflections could make you realize what makes you happy and what things really matter to you" the girl softly and casually uttered as they walked leisurely following the path that had already been covered by dried leaves. "Is that your memorized line every time y

And just like that— I disappeared into the world. Alone.

I still fill like I'm alone in this whole world like everyone's so happy except me. The time was morning, I've decided to stay at my house, it was better than meeting any other useless people, It was a quiet day, I do not hear any voices, only the voice of birds and the breeze, it seems like I'm the only one who left here, how I love that feeling, living alone without sadness, I remembered that day when I saw him walking alone, I thought it might be better to walk with him, it's our first meeting, in sam smith park, yeah I should get back to my dreams, its a good time to get back to bed... - hello? Who's here?

"To be honest, I have no damn clue. I've been saving my money though, and Marta and Bill would shit, bit I really just...ugh. Well, I want to go somewhere. Do something. Between the studying, side jobs and being in that depressing house, I just want to break the routine. A change of scenery." "I feel you! I'm wanting the same, but I was too afraid to do do alone. I was just waiting on you to say something like that so I'd have a partner in crime. I don't have the balls to go solo." I smile. "Me either. Bill has kind of freaked me out over the years. If a dude follows me through the 7/11 I'm already reaching for the industrial strength dog deterrent and convinced it's my end." She laughs.