Never Be Alone Novels & Stories

“I want to be alone. Get away from me.” My voice cracked, breaking into an ugly sob. “I want to be alone… please… leave me alone… leave me… alone.”

“Alessandro…” “That is one thing that I want you to keep in mind, neonata.” I whispered, stopping her. “You are never going to be alone again. I give you my fucking word, I will not allow it…”

“Sometimes you are pinned to the ground by the big problem of your life, Sometimes the world can spin us around, till we could scream out Why won't it end now? You could look up to the heavens and skies, Someone up there is listening to you, Or maybe you could call on me, my girlfriend You always know at any time, right? That any time, I will be available for you. I am by your side, always and forever Through the storm, though the day and night, every fight In a world that has no guarantees I will be by your side Holding each other’s hands, through the days that see us laugh and cry Being happy and miserable, I will be forever by your side. Even after life, I will be next to you. Sometimes t

Outside, the world was still moving. Still loud. Still complicated. But inside that room— For that moment— None of it mattered. Because right now— She wasn’t alone. And as long as I was here— She never would be.

Like if I let go— I’ll disappear. “I can’t go back there,” I whisper against him. “You’re not going back.” “They’ll make me—” “They won’t.” “You don’t understand—” “I do,” he cuts in. My breath catches. Because the way he says it— It’s not empty. It’s not forced. It’s certain. “You’re not alone anymore,” he continues. “Not in this. Not ever again.” My chest tightens painfully. Because I’ve been alone for so long. Too long.

Becca wiped the tears from her eyes, “it never stopped and I always avoided reminding myself that I am alone now. That my ride or die is now gone. There was always something so cruel about how my mind works. Because no matter how I try to see the bigger picture, to focus and divert my attention to those who are beside me all throughout my healing process, my mind will always play the role of a villain. There is this cruel voice on my that always reminds me that I am alone now… that I am so miserable for it…” I know the feeling. But it was a different situation between Becca and I. I felt it through my mother whom I only got to meet and see through her pictures. As I grow up, there is always

Kian has said and done many heartwarming things, but none can beat those four words that sound like a promise of forever. I am no longer alone.

From overwhelming relief. "I am alone," Alone whispered. "I am singular. I am individual. I am myself. Only myself. No others inside. No incompatible consciousnesses sharing my being. No constant warfare. Just me. Just alone. Just singular. I am myself. Finally. After twenty-three years. I am myself again. I am alone. And alone is beautiful. And alone is precious. And alone is exactly what I need. I am alone. Finally. Completely. Blessedly. I am alone." The second consciousness stood separate. Named themselves Peace.

"No matter what happens, no matter who tries mess with us. I will always be there to be a shield. So never think that you are alone.” I couldn't answer. I could only cling to his broad shoulders, completely consumed by his touch and promise.

he said on the other and she smiled “Oh really I will be on my way but I will have to drop Dylan off at his place and say bye to his aunty first and by the way just so you know, that is how I always feel alone in that house when you are not around, the emptiness you are feeling right now is what I always feel every day” she said and her dad cleared his throat