Never Leave Me Alone Novels & Stories

“Please, just leave me alone.” Again, he says nothing. Hell, he’s not even looking at me, keeping his gaze firmly over my shoulder. These are my last few moments alone. Who knows what will come next. I don’t want these last moments to be in his presence. Wanting him to go away, I spin around and give him my back. What can he do to me that hasn’t already been done, anyway? It doesn’t matter. None of it matters. “Is that any way to talk to your big brother?”

ALESSIA Max didn’t come home last night. I sat alone at the massive dining table the next morning, the room felt colder without him—too quiet and empty. Even the soft clinking of cutlery echoed uncomfortably. From the corners of the hall, I could hear the Omegas talking about me, a chorus I had grown too familiar with. “Alpha Maximillian must be bored with her by now." "Of course. Everyone knew she wouldn’t last. He was bound to throw her away.”

He was not wearing our wedding ring. I pushed him away. My voice came out soft. "I want a divorce. I don't love you anymore." When he left me alone every night, when 55 of my calls went unanswered, when he was busy taking photos of Bianca Moretti's baby… my heart had already died. Cesare froze, his face drained of color. It was as if he had not heard me correctly. "You... What did you just say?"

Clive messaged me almost immediately. [What do you mean?] A breakup, obviously. I didn't bother explaining. I blocked every way he could contact me and left that 12-person group chat as well. When I looked up again, I had just arrived outside the apartment complex we had rented off campus together. Clive didn't come back that night. He was probably continuing whatever Danielle and he had been doing before I interrupted them. Thinking that, I started packing. While sorting through my things, I came across a Polaroid photo.

I leaned my head beneath her hand. As the iron gates of the hospital slowly opened, I gave her brow one final touch. I did not follow her into the hospital. I only watched as the vehicle gradually disappeared around the corner. Amid the falling leaves, my body slowly dissolved into countless points of light. I no longer held any resentment. I still wish for us to be together again. Some day.

I said. “You can’t un-film me. You can’t un-share me. You can’t un-break me. All you can do is leave. Go back to Claire. Go back to your business. Go back to your money. And leave me alone. Let me heal. Let me breathe. Let me exist without you in my head every second of every day.”

It's time to forget about everything, I was in my apartment alone, I was already feeling better, so there was no need for Tristan to stay with me, he will come by later and we will go to Sanders together, I needed time for me and this was the perfect excuse, I put on some music, I took from my playlist of favorite songs, and I chose "dear agony" by Breaking Benjamin, it was perfect for this occasion. I needed to breathe and have my space, I love listening to all kinds of music, and lately, I hadn't had the chance to get my life back to normal and I missed that, so many things had changed.

A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly Let me down, down, let me down, down, let me down Let me down, down, let me down, down, let me down If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly Cold skin, drag my feet on the tile As I'm walking down the corridor And I know we haven't talked in a while So I'm… Emir Blackiston point of view❤

"Just hear me out, just this once. I'll leave you alone after this, I promise." "Leave me alone, Lucas," I pleaded, my voice a strained whisper that betrayed the tumult of emotions that churned within my breast. "I can't... I won't... I just need you to leave." And with that, I turned away, unwilling to face the vulnerability that threatened to breach the walls I had erected around my heart. But even as I sought to retreat into the sanctuary of solitude, a part of me couldn't shake the nagging sense of unease that lingered in the depths of my soul, a whisper of foreboding that dared to defy the constraints of past betrayals and unspoken regrets.

Am I a person who doesn’t deserve to be loved and is only meant to be alone forever? Why must you go? Why must you leave me all alone? Now I’m scared, and I don’t know what to do. Would I be able to see it? Would I ever hear? Would I be able to feel again? How would I face the world if it means you’re the only one in it? Tell me, how would I ever find the light now that you’re gone? How would I smile again or know-how, if the one thought me how now was gone? How would I find the reason, if the only reason for me to smile is you, you all alone, you that are far gone now?