It's A Quarter After One I'm All Alone Novels & Stories

Everyone was dancing— drunk or not, despite the floor strewn with old chewed dirty rags. I went to the porch and settled into the empty rickety chair, the only place left empty. The music wasn’t too loud in this area, and the cool air didn't smell like rat piss and shit. “Hey, Percie.” I was startled in my seat before I could even begin to appreciate the dark sky. When I thought I would be alone for a while, I was wrong. “Why are you alone tonight? Where’s Emma?” I recognized that voice without looking. The Queen B herself. The Queen of Bullies.

I only check my phone when I’m lonely and horny. I only check my phone when I feel all alone. I only check my phone when I’m lonely and horny. I only check my phone when I feel all alone. I danced to the other drawer and took out the packet. After putting them in the hot water, I concentrate on spaghetti. I jumped to the refrigerator and took out all the ingredients one by one. I feel all alone when I check my phone I can’t go without you, I’m all alone, when I’m horny

No one is coming after me. I slow once I realize that. No one is coming after me. No enemy is coming after me. No one who cares about me is coming after me either. The ones I love don’t want to see if I’m okay. Whatever I did must have been so horrifying that no one dares come near me. No one wants me near them. I am completely alone in a way that I've never been before. And I don't know what to do now. But I do know that I’m on my own.

It was the one thing she hadn't minded being oversized. Ashleigh scowled and drove to work. She had to rush if she wanted to get in a full hour. As she headed for the gym she heard the faint clanging sound of bells. She hesitated, alarms, bells…clocks? And then she realized that it was part of a song. She picked up her pace and a smile came over her face. It was the Dark Side of the Moon by Pink Floyd! Lt. Christopher Jamieson was a god among men for playing Time at 5:30 am!

He knows the predator is in the room, but he can't see the teeth. I walk out into the hallway. The grandfather clock chimes. Dong. Dong. Dong. Ten o'clock. The house will be asleep by midnight. At 04:22, I will be reborn.

UNKNOWN: “Come alone. Tonight at 11:00 p.m. At Pier 9.” The coordinates blinked underneath. As if daring me. As if mocking me. My eyes drifted to the top right corner of the screen—10:40 p.m. I had just twenty minutes. My pulse thudded in my ears. The room felt colder suddenly, as if the air had shifted with the weight of what I was about to do. I stared at the blinking numbers, trying to slow my breathing, trying to steady the storm inside my chest. Was I really going? The question lingered, but deep down, I already knew the answer.

Harrison’s POV The bar was nearly empty by eleven. A pianist in the corner was playing something slow I didn’t recognize. Two strangers at the far end were nursing drinks and not talking to each other. I was alone, whisky half-gone, my tie loose, my jacket over the back of the stool.

I bet you look good in it, too. The bass from the party downstairs thumps through the mattress, a slow, steady beat that matches the pulse in my cock. I lie there, alone in the dark, waiting for the next buzz and it comes too quickly. Barnabythebear: Tomorrow at the rink by 8 PM. Come if you want *wink emoji*

As i look at all these people i don't feel jealous but i just feel so alone and a Sadness and loneliness like no other washes over my whole body i get up and excuse my self and i go to Sam's room to breath alone for a bit. I lie on her bed and i think about how two months ago i was so happy about life and now i am scared about my future, what if both my best friends get married and move on with their lives i will be all alone. Watching Jack be happy with someone else, how do i move on from this? I don't know how to start to move past the guy my heart beat for. I need to find myself,my own person i cant be alone and keep hurting while i watch my friends be happy in life. I look out the window

"Thanks, Em. But I think I just want to be alone for a bit." After hanging up, Alice sat on the bench for a while, watching people go by. Everyone seemed to have a purpose, somewhere to be. She put a hand on her growing bump. "Looks like it's just you and me, little one." Later that evening, Alice was curled up on her couch, flipping through job listings on her laptop, when there was a knock at the door. "Coming!" she called, struggling to her feet. Being seven months pregnant made everything a bit harder.