No String Attached Novels & Stories

It was time to start observing. Just as my screen went dark, it lit up again. Unknown Number. A new message. My heartbeat remained surprisingly steady as I opened it. There was no photograph this time. No attachment. Only one sentence. You’re asking the wrong questions.

He steps closer. Not afraid. Not cautious. Like he already knows the answer. “You’re evolving.” Incorrect. I am stable. Controlled. Functional. “Clarify.” He smiles wider. “I prefer a different term,” he says. “A name.” Names are irrelevant. Names create attachment. Attachment creates weakness. “Unnecessary.” “Not anymore.” --- He stops in front of me. Close enough to test reaction. There is none. Good. “Tell me,” he says quietly, “do you remember anything?”

“I… have to go. You won’t understand.” “Try me.” I stood up naked, bold and pissed, not caring about the mess or the marks covering my body. “You fuck me twice, breed me like you own me, hold me all night, then slip without a word? That’s some coward shit man.” His jaw clenched. “We can’t have something serious. I don’t do attachments.” “Yeah? Well, I don’t do ghosts.” I stepped closer. “Give me your number and your name atleast. Or I swear I’ll make a scene right here.”

my mom pleaded "Once more, I'm so sorry but we can't intervane. This isn't about a one mans' decision. So don't make it sound or look like. Well, before we summoned you here, we had prepared this file i'm about to hand to you for you to sign. We'll give you a copy of it after you've signed it." He said "I can't believe this! You mean you folcks can't handle this little issue..with all the names you have!?" My mom said

“Excuse me?” “That lingering feeling. Maybe I don’t know what happened and I don’t have that sort of experience, but I think it’ll be bad just holding all that in.” He explained and I wasn't sure if I was following along. “You’re not in high school and things are going to continue to get tougher. It only means that you need to get stronger.”

be patient, it's been a test for Matt to have to be surrounded by people who are a bit stressed, these are their models. “What wifi password Matt? You're stingy, you're safe, even though you use your office money to buy wifi. You don't have capital, you have already paid for your meal earlier!" Cough—Matt who was drinking his sprite choked, he took a tissue and wiped his nose that was caught in the water. It's crazy, it seems that Hana really can't adjust to the situation. Patience Matt, here you are dealing with Hana, the crazy and innocent genius.

"But will this help? I don't think scorpion tattoos on the wrists like that are rare anymore because so many people already wear them." Aiora sighed softly "At least I've been trying to find out right? Do you have any other way?" Asked Aiora embarrassed to make Sarah laugh across there. "I thought it seemed like this was enough to help you, if your daddy's connection is not that broad you better look for someone who has a stronger connection." Aiora snorted "Never mind hearing your idea gives you a headache. I'm closed." Said Aiora irritated, which invited Sarah to laugh across there and then hung up the call.

He filled and delivered the glasses, keeping the last for Silvia, to look straight into her eyes with one of his mischievous smiles. “There you are, woman,” he said, sliding his arm around her waist. “Missed me?” Sean, Jo and Tom stepped a little to the side, like pushed by that energy field that seemed to activate whenever the other two got closer to each other. “I think I need some tagging, y’know?” Jim said. “Hashtagging? I’m afraid I’m getting you a lot of that, and not exactly the kind you like.” “I mean something to help slow people understand I’m not available anymore.”

I keep babbling awkwardly, filling the silence. “I made the bracelet, I figured it could represent our thread so you can see it too. That way if you ever do feel unsure when I inevitably do something stupid or pull away, you have the same reminder that I do. A solid, unbreakable thread. I was a bit worried it might be a little too girly to give you a bracelet, but it’s not super decorative and you could always hide it under long sleeves if you want. I mean you don’t have to wear it but I-” Bellamy cuts me off with a kiss.

Even if I was curious,I felt this wasn’t the right time to ask her such questions,it might make her sad. “So…what do you say?I thought you might be use to no string attached relationship so I figured it might be an easy decision for you.”She said. I frowned.”Used to?I’ve never been in a no string attached relationship before.” She stared at me as if I was lying. “I’m being honest.What makes you even assume that?” She shrugged.”Forget it.And it’s okay if you don’t want to.Forget what I said.” Forget what she said? How can I?