I Want Nothing To Do With You Novels & Stories

“ You don’t need to know all that stuff Elena, All I want is for you to be happy” “ And how can I be happy if I don’t know anything about you, I told you I wanted to meet your family, you bluntly refuse, I told you to tell me about Maya, you got mad at me, how am I suppose to have a simple conversation with you if I don’t know anything at all!”

I don't engage. "You may have some. Do you want to make a deal for it?" Not on your life. "I don't care. Do whatever. You just do what you want anyways. Why should I concern myself when it is not up to me." I finally speak. My voice is creaky and hoarse, heavy with irritation.

"I have a plan, Borham. And this time, I'll do it my way. And no one will stop me!" …………. …………… ……………. ……….. ……… ………….. …………. …………. ……………. ………….. …………… ……… ………… ………….. ……….

I kind of believe it once in a while, but it is getting so faint. I WANT NOTHING TO FUCKING DO WITH YOU. I’m tired of beating myself up. It is what it is. You got a life you going to do what you want to do with it. I can’t change your mind about anything anymore. And same to me if you think you’ll have any control over me, Nah. I should move on. I wasn’t trying; I just disagreed and kept my hopes high. Really knowing deep inside that there isn’t a damn future. I just liked hearing it, I guess?

I said looking down "Hey, he's a dick for doing that. I don't know his reason for not calling or messaging us anymore but he's the idiot here and forget about him you have us and that's all you need" "It's not easy he was the one person, who saved me from myself, and he was like my anchor. But you're right I need to forget him" I said I wanna feel something I wanna feel air that I can breathe I'm tired of being nothing I'm tired 'cause I don't want to be

You should probably go sleep then and let me rest. "You know what, I don't even care anymore, you do want you want." "I will!"

Travis stood in front of his mansion's front door with a blank stare. He looked like shit; his shirt was soaked to the skin, his jeans were caked with mud, and yet he couldn't care less on what he looked like right now. All he knew was that he felt dead, lifeless and if it was possible, he felt like his life had no meaning or purpose. Series of thoughts fleeted in his mind, and unfortunately, none of them made sense at the moment, but the only thing that stood out was the need to vent out. He was on edge, angry and most of all, he felt like destroying something.

"Yessss.... I do! I do! I do! I accept everything that comes from you, my love!" I want to get married again! END

I signal to Andres to block the call if his voice is heard. "You really like games, don't you, Gabo? Let's play some more and get to the end." The call is cut off and only silence is left around Andres and me, I have to do something to stop all this, it can't be that this sick girl I fell in love with one day is making my life a living hell.

Noah waved goodbye after getting out of the car. My dad peeked at me in the rearview mirror, "What do you think of Noah? He's two years younger than you, but he's mature and polite." I sighed, "Dad, I'm not ready for another relationship." I'd really loved Lucian: years together couldn't be erased. After that messy breakup, I didn't want to connect with anyone. Her dad nodded. "Just be friends then. Don't lock yourself up. What's next for you?"