Never Walk Alone Novels & Stories

No one else was outside and the thought of taking a walk alone and feeling the magic of the night on my skin sounded like paradise. I had barely walked for five minutes before I realized how stupid I was to walk alone. I should have ditched that guy and found a place to wait for Lucinda and her boyfriend so we could go home together. I pretended not to see the group of five boys smoking just as I turned at the bend on the way home. I darted my gaze around and noticed that there was no one else around except me and them. I was weak because of the headache and couldn't take on the five of them at the same time if I wanted to walk home afterward.

I'm tired of walking on eggshells, but I can't shake off what he said. "You shouldn't walk home alone when it's dark." I force myself not to dwell on it too much, no matter how tempting. Annoying and rude as he is, it's clear that he has a sense of right and wrong, and that's what tonight has been all about.

For a moment, there was only silence. “Alright, I’d leave you on your own if you are out to kill yourself but this isn’t a smart way, Miss. This area isn’t very safe, especially for a woman to walk alone in the midnight.” He said.He said, his tone changed, slightly wavered, I guess. I didn’t reply. How could I tell a complete stranger that I was thrown out of my house and I don’t even have a friend to call in this need. My only best friend is spending the winters at her parents’ home in Canada.

I assure them and although the look on my mom's face wasn't as calm as I wanted it to be, I was happy she was no longer looking as down as she looked earlier. "Tayo, I hope you're actually taking precautions and treading carefully. Remember in situations like this, going anywhere alone during night time is forbidden, staying at the office till late night should not even happen cause 5pm sharp, you should be on your way out of the office and you should head home straight. Don't visit or go anywhere by yourself to avoid getting kidnapped and for now, don't pick any strange numbers, do you understand?" Brother Temi warns and I nod in understanding.

Don't r*pe me. When she was in Peyton years back, whenever she walked alone in the night after her part-time work, she'd fear this might happen to her. TJ will be walking behind her, alone or with his groupies, and she'd be holding her life in her hands as she walks alone fearing when they will lose their rationality and attack her.

Hence, I never needed to bring a vehicle. I was walking along the pavement when I heard his voice again. “Where are you going?” Looking over my shoulder, I watched as Marcus walked to stand beside me. “Home.” I frowned, “Where else would I go?” “Ethan’s house?” He asked, “How are you going there?” “By walk.” “By walk?” He scoffed, “That’s not safe.” “It’s safe enough for me.” “A Luna shouldn’t be walking alone. You’re inviting predators.”

It was a warning. I dropped into the nearest chair, crossing my legs, hoping it made me look calmer than I felt. He didn’t sit. Instead, he stalked around the table toward me, each step measured and silent on the hardwood floor. When he reached my side, he braced both hands on the table, leaning down until his face was level with mine. And god help me, my pulse jumped. “You don’t walk alone at night,” he said, voice rough, like gravel and silk. “Not in this city. Not down that street. Not without someone you trust.”

They hung up. Michell walked in fully now. “I hope you know you will not be going there alone.” “You know, I feel like every time in movies when someone tells them to go alone, they never go alone. It always ends badly. I’m going alone. Put a tracker on me or something. I’ll be fine. They’re not offing my brother because you’re stubborn and refuse to listen.”

I asked him. "I don't need any help." he said. "Maybe you stop following me then, stalker!" I said to him. "I have to make sure you are okay," he said. "At least don't follow right behind my tail. And I want to walk home ALONE!" I shouted at him, "Do you need the definition of alone? Or do you want me to spell the word alone for you. And you could at least walk on that street and still watch me." I didn't wait for him to answer and I continue to walk. I walked along the tree. I extend my hand to touch the bark of the tree. I walked all the way home. I walked up to the house, but I stayed outside. I could hear their conversation.

I shiver, both from the cold and from the sudden fear of being alone that grips me. Ugh, is walking home alone a mistake? Possibly. The streets are quiet as I walk, and the only sound is the rustling of the fallen leaves under my feet. I pull my leather jacket tighter around me, wishing I had taken Bobby up on his offer to walk me home. But then I remind myself that I don’t need a man to protect me. I can take care of myself. My inner wolf might not have awakened yet, but I’m not entirely useless!