Never Noticed Novels & Stories

As I got to my car , the first thing I noticed were the notifications in my phone . I slowly reached out to ur and looking at the pictures my heart skipped . It wad that feeling of nervousness , it wad fuflimwng . I had gotten what I had always wanted and this time Syed going to get a taste of the medicine she had prepared .

Jackson I didn’t notice it all at once. It wasn’t some big, dramatic moment where everything suddenly clicked. It was smaller than that. Quieter. The kind of thing you almost miss if you’re not paying attention. Jessa wasn’t hovering anymore. Not around me. Not around Noah. Not around anyone. And that should’ve felt normal. It was normal. Except… it wasn’t how things used to be. I leaned back against the kitchen counter, watching her from across the room.

There was a consistency in the way he carried himself that made him seem anchored in every space he entered. Meera noticed small things without intending to. The way he paused before responding to certain remarks. The way his attention shifted briefly toward her at moments when he was not directly speaking to her. The way he did not make any of those moments visible to others. None of it was spoken about. None of it was acknowledged. But it existed in continuity, not as events, but as awareness. Later, the conversation shifted. Someone mentioned tradition.

“I had hoped that he would notice me, but for years he didn't. But if it was that easy for you to notice, then he might have just been ignoring it.” “You’ve been trying for years?” I asked, frowning in confusion. She nodded. “He never notices. It is like I am completely invisible to him. He doesn't actually see me. He notices danger reports and when someone puts sugar in his coffee, but he has never noticed me.” “I'm sorry.” I said, and she sighed.

Not once, not even in passing. Which meant he had not just noticed. He had been paying attention to me the way you only paid attention to someone who already meant something to you. And the terrifying part was that he did not even look sorry about it but he would never admit that I meant something to him.

He never noticed that behind that silence, she had already reached the end of her rope and had finally decided to let go. But Gary did not want to let go. He was going to find her and say every apology he had never spoken out loud and make up for every debt he had never had time to repay.

~~~~ One thing I have observed ever since my life approached a constant downhill is my absolute failure to recognise the construct of time. When the driver announced our arrival at the Valante residence, I sat up in confusion and wondered if the car had flown or something. Seconds ago, or maybe minutes ago, we were still in front of that lonely house. I looked to my side and noticed that Alessandro was no longer in the car. His absence was also something I failed to notice, and that made me very curious about the state of my brain. ’Cause… How could I have not noticed that Alessandro left the car?

“You were not exactly being subtle.” That surprised me. Not because it was impossible to notice. But because I hadn't thought she was paying attention. She had always avoided me in the past. I never thought that she would notice when I wasn't at home. “I didn't think you would notice,” I admitted. Her expression softened slightly.“I notice more than you think,” she said. Something about the way she said it made me pause. She sounded so certain. Then she seemed to think of something. Her gaze shifted briefly, like she was considering her words.

Anyway, it's quite early to jump to conclusions when I can actually ask questions. Another thing that caught my attention was how his eyes widened in bewilderment upon noticing my presence, but I wasn't getting any facial reactions from my Luna when I looked at her, though. Was that supposed to mean some elements of composure from her or something? I think they were both carried away and didn't notice me until I spoke. And so, they were simply taken unawares. “I asked a question: who do we have here?” I spoke up the moment it was as if he didn't hear me well the first time.

I couldn’t take the smile off my face. This is what being invisible for years had kept me from experiencing. Attention! The truth was, I liked this— being noticed. I liked the power of it. The way people responded.