Just Want To Be Left Alone Novels & Stories

“I need to talk to you. Alone.” Nuthatch. Perfect….

I know I'm beautiful But, I know I'm ugly too I'm slowly loosing all the self love which I manged to gathered... I wish I could share it But it's there someone willing to listen it? And not judge me? I don't want advice... I just want someone to listen it I'm scared to be alone But to scared to ask for companion Im Trying my level best to stop it.. But I just don't how to do it... I feel like I'm slipping into depression and there's no one out to see it..

The pressure is mounting, and I feel like I am walking on a tightrope, torn between seeking revenge and seeking closure for my own pain. In the face of this media frenzy, I retreat from the public eye, seeking refuge in solitude. The world's attention on me and George is suffocating, and I yearn for a moment of respite from the judgment and scrutiny. This morning, I receive George’s lawyer’s call.

‘Are you okay? ‘I want to be alone.’ I repeated, and with that the mindlink went silent, allowing me to block all further attempts at mindlinks, stopping anyone else from reaching out to me. I did not want to speak to anyone else. I wanted to be alone. I needed to be alone. I needed spce.

I order Leo abruptly “What?” “Leave. I need to think. Alone”

Meant possibly having to leave and being alone again. And I was so tired of being alone.

"I want to be alone." My shoulder dropped. "What are you saying?" "I need time for myself to think. I want to be alone right now." "As soon as you wake up, you want me gone?! NO WAY, AYA!" She raised her hand to stop me from talking or maybe shouting. "It's nearly midnight, and my beastly nature will come out. I need this time for myself. I hope you respect me." "Why are you casting me away again?" "I just said the reason why." "Is that really all? I don't believe you. I know you missed me too. I know you want me to stay in your-"

A Week Later ' just fucking' that word has been planted in my head since last week and the more it expands the more I feel like I'm gonna die. I don't wanna believe it anyway but when I get angry and something pops on my head whether good or bad it remains printed in it for a long time. arggggghhh. I know this is a lie, Remi loves me, doesn't he okay maybe this loneliness is having an effect on me . it's been hours since Remi's gone to work like 7 hours ago and I've been and still jobless . I do not feel like watching that damn tv or feel like stuffing my face with food . An idea just pop into my head

I didn’t want to be pitied. I wanted to be alone.

Please don't say anything, leave me alone and just go. I'm not in the mood to scream at him right now. I just want to be alone. That can only help me to come out of this situation. I don't want to say anything to him. I hope he understands my silence.