Is It Okay To Be A Loner Mga Nobela at Kwento

He always got tense when I mentioned about wanting to leave. “I've been meaning to ask you.” I spoke looking at my hands so he wouldn't see the scared look in my eye. “You have told me of packs and communities. Places people are born too. I'm born to nowhere. Is there anywhere for...” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “For someone like me? Somewhere for abandoned wolves? Somewhere that is safe?” This was playing on my mind a lot over the last few days. Both Liam and Alice explained to me about Rogue wolves, how they live in isolation and kill and cause chaos. I didn't want to become a rogue.

~BELLUS POV~ The feeling of being alone and unwanted. Why am I living? What I am living for? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's been 2 days since I got discharged at the hospital and I am doing great, although the bickering and teasing with Pawell and Keith seems fun, it was kind of boring these days, plus the weather was still cold. It was almost my birthday and I can guess that it would turn out to be an ordinary day, maybe my parents would just send me some gifts like before.

And so that's what I thought. I realized at this age of mine, being alone is sometimes not good. Living alone in an apartment makes a person like me lonely sometimes. I am not complaining though. It is partly my choice. My life, I am sure, is better than other people who always worry about money, but there is still something missing. You know the feeling of going home and finding no one to talk to, no one is happy to welcome you or eat with you. Is it a sign that I am really old? I hope not. I guess that is the reason why I still make diary entries despite my age.

Mom had been about to snap back, but suddenly, she froze as if something had just come to mind. But in the next second, her expression returned to normal. "Pat, I can't believe you'd stoop to making something like this up just for Aubree. You don't have a daughter of your own, so you've always treated Aubree like one. I get that you care about her. But is a troublemaker like her really worth it?" Mom was too caught up in her own obsession. Anything related to me would instantly shatter her rationality, leaving her unreasonable and impossible to talk to.

Rock bottom has its firm grip on me. “And you’re living alone which means you can do whatever the hell you want whenever you want.” Jayler went on and I saw through the eager naivety right there. “I just can’t wait for the day that I’ll be on my own.” “Oh, be careful what you wish for.” I trailed knowing that living alone isn’t always that liberating and fun. The loneliness kills you most especially if you are single as fuck. Staring at the four walls ain’t even that fun. You have to do all the work too. “Living alone isn’t always that fun and this is coming from a person who’s been living alone for five years.”

"Yes, it is! Pack life is just not for you! I know going there it's going to be worse than pack life" The two continued bickering as Ares and Meghaal looked at each other uncomfortably. "You don't have a wolf and-" "You think I don't know that?! I am reminded of it, every day mum!" This topic always managed to shut Maeileona up for a minute. "I know I don't have a wolf okay? And that is why I need to go there. That's the only way I can actually try and contribute to the pack one day." Mikkel's voice wobbled with emotions with every word.

"I hope you're not talking about that subject again.” "Yes, I am, Lope," he said, and when he stroked my cheek, I didn't back down. He got a little closer, and now his breath touched my face. "I don't know if the best thing for me is just to remain the friend always willing to help, or the guy who really feels brave enough to take a big step. I don't know if the best for me can make someone end up alone.” "I'm sure none of your choices will shake me to the point that I think it's bad to be alone, Colton.”

Martin recently felt it—the weight of loneliness. Endless solitude and isolation. He had never thought of loneliness much. He thought he was independent enough and didn’t need anyone’s help. And he loved it that way—no one to meddle with his personal affairs, no family to take care of or judge his lifestyle choices, he could hang out with his friends whenever he wanted, and he could work at the work he was capable of doing. Martin enjoyed that life. Since his graduation, he has enjoyed living the life he chose. Time passed—from days to months, from months to years, until today, he had to confess he didn’t want to live that life again.

Saying no the first time should be enough, even if it’s delivered in a smart ass way. Damn, she makes me smile and I haven’t truly smiled in a long time. This girl can end up being addictive. I can tell she’s a loner, just like me. But my loner status is because I just got out of juvie, and had to move in with my grandma in a different town than I grew up in. So I don’t know anyone here, and the plan was to stick to myself and just get through this last year of school without fucking up so I don’t get sent back to juvie.

Since Parker moved out, I've been flying solo, and it's the first time I've had a space all to myself. I was sure I was going to enjoy it, but it's turning out to be a lot lonelier than I thought. Even with how much time I spend chatting away to random people online, it can be isolating. Never did I think playing video games while speaking into a mic and telling people what I was doing in the game would make me money. I'd been oh so wrong.