Novel & Cerita No One Else Comes Close

As I'm staring at the wall I hear the door open. I can't bring myself to see who walked in. Being alone is my new life now. I don't want my hopes up when someone comes to drag me out of the room, only to be left alone in the end. The door closes with a loud click and feet make their way towards me. I close my eyes in an attempt to stop the temptation of looking to see who's here. Please just leave me alone.

"I'm going to be frank with you Mr. Tinders, you are the strangest person I've met." "Is that so?", McCoy grinned, his posture a tyrannical one. "We weren't close, one. You are a stalker, a pompous man who thinks he can get what he wants without trying. It must be because you were born in a place of power." "And you weren't." He teased. I ignored him and went back to what I needed, "So do you have them?" "The ingredients?" He played dumb." I should but since we are roasting, I have something to say about you."

He exhales heavily, blowing out some of his own tension but keeping me close. It’s probably the most honest moment of intimacy we have ever had. No games, no motives, just nose to nose, so close it’s like we are one and there’s stillness and peace between us. If my stupid head doesn’t kick in to make me jump ship and head for the hills, then I could get used to this.

- Yeah. "Here it dwarfs all the others, and attracts me not by its whiteness, but by the festival of blooming in the garden of heaven. Why do you think everyone is looking at her? "Because she's special?" "No, because it's the closest star to us. We love those who are near us, not those who are on the other side of the world. - So, do you love me? "Yes, but there's a big but." I am a Ghost, I am nobody, because I dream to you.

Not even close. ***********

"You must have heard that Ella calls me charmer. That's because I....umm.... in high school, so many girls fell for me. Even now, girls easily like me, probably because of my personality or something. I don't know, so Ella says I charm girls, and that's how I came by the name. But to be very honest, I haven't dated anyone before. Being friends with Ella, I've just always been focused on my studies just like Ella, but don't worry, I'm not as competitive as she is as you must have noticed. I'm just all about having good grades, so I'm not really fighting to be the best, that's Ella's thing. This is all new for me so, I'm very sorry if I'm not acting in the way you expect or if I'm not doing th

Before he could finish, a car sped in from the side, closing the distance in an instant. Bang—!

The smile on her face went stiff when she saw me. Her voice was shrill. “How did you get in? “Where are your manners? How can you enter a home without the owner’s permission?” My voice was icy. “This is my home. Why can’t I come in?” Cass scoffed. “Your home? You’re just my husband’s brother. Don’t try to act like you own the place. Take a look at the mirror and ask if you belong here. “Stop overstepping. It’s pathetic, really.”

I was ready—for today, for her, and maybe even for a small taste of freedom. Call me insane, but I don’t know anymore. He’s controlling—silent, intense, almost inhuman in how he avoids people. He rarely speaks to anyone, and when he does, it's brief and calculated. The ones around us? They don’t talk either. They just watch—always behind me, always alert, like they’re waiting to pounce if anyone even thinks about getting close. He’s always near. Always.