Just Want To Be Left Alone Novels & Stories

Alone. To be left alone is my fate. I want to die. I have no hope that I will be saved. The image of a Savior is an illusion a myth. To any god out there I beg you I want to die. I do not want this life of mine. Take it. And do not you dare give it to anyone else. Please.

“How are you feeling?” “As good as I can be.” “Do you need a painkiller?” “Already in my system.” “What do you want to do now? I can leave you to get some rest if you want.” “No!” I gasped, more forceful than I intended. “No,” I said more softly. “I know I have nothing to be afraid of anymore, and earlier, I thought I wanted to be alone, but I just want to be alone with you. But I’m not tired.”

“Grandma, can you please leave me alone? Please!” “Amber, I know you are hurt, can I say something?” “What do you want to say? Say it fast and go.” I quickly replied. “It’s about a short story of my life…” “I am not interested now, I just want to be left alone. Please.” I said. “Okay, I really understand the way you are feeling. Let me go. Maybe tomorrow.”

I looked away, wincing back my tears. The took fell into a dreadful silence. Our hearts filled with disquiet. His presence in this room, just brought back the hurt I had been trying to hold back for days now. He wad ruining the peace I finally found. I couldn’t let him. “Get out. Please just leave me alone.” “Taylor?” His voice faded, like a dying breath. “Please… Please. Can’t you just understand that I really need to be alone right now.” “I want to buy I can’t go away. I can’t sleep alone.”

My parents also mentioned that once I returned home, they would throw me an extravagant birthday party to make it up to me. I wandered the streets alone all day and didn't receive a single message from either Alvin or Theodore. This made me terribly sad. Previously, the two of them would always race to be the first to send me their wishes. They would also gift me things like plushies or cakes. Basically, there was no chance of them ever forgetting my birthday. But now, the sky had turned dark, and I still hadn't received any messages from them. I raised my head, and only then did I realize that I had walked all the way to the beach.

“I want to be alone, and you’re bothering me! Don’t you get it? A man like you isn’t worthy of me!” This time, I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. I shouted at him, loud enough for people around us to hear. I didn’t care if they thought I was being rude. They should understand that when I say I want to be alone, I mean it. His eyes widened in shock before he scoffed and walked away. I let him go. At least now, I finally had the quiet I’d been craving. I sat back down, lifting my glass again. That uncomfortable feeling still clung to me, wrapping around me tightly like a cold, unwanted embrace.

This doesn’t make sense. I close my eyes, inhaling and exhaling slowly. "I want to be left alone." My voice is dangerously low. Nelson hesitates. He looks as if he’s about to argue but he doesn’t. Instead, he nods. "Alright." I don’t watch him leave. I just press my hands against my desk, trying to steady myself. This is not what I need right now. The door opens again and I look up to find Nelson at the door. "I said leave me the fuck alone!" I growl.

"I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear why I should understand or why I should be sympathetic or why she had good reasons. I just... I need to be alone. I need time." "To do what?" Reed asked. "To sit here and torture yourself? To convince yourself that she was using you?" "Get out," I said quietly. "Kai…" "I said get out," I repeated, louder this time. "Both of you. I need to be alone." Zara and Reed exchanged a look, but they didn't argue. They knew better than to push me when I was like this. After they left, I stood at the window again, glass in hand, watching the city lights blur and shift.

"Don't leave me alone,not now not ever." I didn't know why I felt like we were going to be ripped apart very soon and I couldn't breathe properly with the sickening thought of being left alone.