Noah Kahan A Troubled Mind Novels & Stories

Desmond's warning echoed in his mind, sending chills down his spine. His anxiety lingered for days, and he was unable to tell Freya or anyone. Freya seemed stressed. To Noah, it seemed she was mentioned on the news alongside Diego. That was when Noah remembered Desmond's words about putting Diego in a mess of scandals. He didn't want to bother any of them. Besides, he didn't want to put them in trouble as Desmond had threatened to hurt them. Days went by and Noah's anxiety grew, manifesting in restless sleep, diminished appetite, and an increasing withdrawal from his mother. He seldom talked or laughed as he usually did. His silence about Desmond's triggering words, suffocated him to the cor

He was doing fine and she believed she was more than okay which she preferred to continue like that. "Mehn…If I should be able to pass only my difficult upcoming mathematics exam. I bet that Sakeenah girl in my class would be crushing on me like the way these ladies do to my father's nephew. I need motivation from him, just once" he groans "I just wonder why Dad won't allow us to speak to him. No Granny, No Uncles, No Aunties, Daddy travels, Mummy is stressed…" He grumbled and Noella hit him on his head. Noah winced in pain and quickly made a remorseful expression to Raina who was trying hard not to break down in tears.

“No, Kehlani, I don't give a damn about the project. I did tell Noah but, I'm just paying someone to help me write about everything.” I narrowed my eyes. “So, how about your filming?” “The same person would help me with everything.” He winked and I opened my mouth wide, laughing. “Seriously, I'm not gonna stress over it.” I nod. “Okay. I figured out you're not the academic zealot kind of person.” He frowned. “Jeez. I'm joking.” A sigh escaped my lips and he burst into laughter. “I'm not angry. Come on.” I smiled. An awkward silence stretched out.

“Good. Now, I need you to know that you do not mention this to Cillian, ever. He needs to focus on Gill and his work, not a crisis that will ruin all of us.” “I understand, Mr. Kent,” Noah vowed, “I won’t mention it. My job here is to help with Gill.” Kent gave her a rare, warm smile. “Exactly. You’re doing great, Noah.” As Kent walked back toward the main house, he realized the turmoil in Cillian’s love life was far from over. Now they were in a very delicate phase. One would mar them if badly handled. The tense air between Noah and Kent had barely settled when Cillian emerged from the nursery. He adjusted the folded sleeves of his button-down shirt and exhaled softly, the picture of a man

Olivia shouts. “My child is traumatised by what your kid did!” the women I have no idea whose name is says. “He started it.” Noah yells at the women. Noah is short tempered and acts out when he is angry. He is like me and I’m afraid he will turn out to be like me and that’s very bad. “Thabo is what Noah saying true?” the principal enquires. “No.” Thabo. “You are lying!” Noah pushes Thabo and he falls along with the chair.

Face etched with worry “Aaliyah what is the matter?Is Noah okay? What happened..” I stare at him .. still very traumatized…Noah is still sleeping but. “I need to speak with you in private now…Its urgent … “I say softly He faces the Men “ Return to your post for now , lets regroup later after lunch” “Yes boss “ in unison and they scramble out Gabe stays put, coming closer “Boss are you okay..” I face him and I nod my head... Brandon and Gabe wait for me to talk… I struggle to calm my racing heart and take a deep breath before blurting it out

Harrison had a drink and he saw what I was eating. noahjustnoah: Hurry home so I can beat you. noahjustnoah: I have seen Trina’s posts. noahjustnoah: WHAT THE F*CK? noahjustnoah: CRYSTAL? TELL ME YOU’RE NOT OUT OF THE COUNTRY. noahjustnoah: You are insane. noahjustnoah: But I think that would be better for the two of you even if I curse the man with you over and over again when I sleep.

“I think he is.” After she left, I went back to researching. I wasn’t doing this because I was suddenly soft on Noah. Or at least, that’s what I told myself. I was doing it because Ethan cared about him. Because the team needed their captain whole. Because somewhere deep down, the version of Noah who had held me last night deserved someone to care whether he was falling apart. I bookmarked studies on cognitive behavioural therapy for insomnia. Read personal stories from athletes who’d suffered in silence until their performance and mental health crashed. One line stuck with me: “The body keeps the score, but the mind pays the interest.”

He would have some benefit of the doubt at least, I hoped desperately. "But what do you think?" I stepped toward him, my hands shaking with nerves. "That's what matters. Not them. Not some stupid gossip blog. You. What do you think?" Noah walked back to the bed and sat down heavily. He looked exhausted suddenly, with dark circles under his eyes that I hadn't noticed before. There was tension in his shoulders that suggested he'd been sitting here wound tight for however long it took me to get home. "I think..." He stopped, running both hands through his hair. "I think I've been trying really hard not to see something that's been obvious from the start. And now I can’t ignore it anymore.”

Noah had serious psychological trauma from being kidnapped as a child. Because of it, it became extremely hard for him to remain in control of his thoughts whenever he sank into a negative emotional state. It was also why he was very prone to ruminating to the point of intensifying his own fears. And when this happened, his suffering would also worsen until he ultimately lost the will to live. In his youth, I had stayed by his side, counseling and comforting him. That was how Noah had been able to pull himself out of that dark pit. It was why he had latched onto me so desperately—because he viewed me as the light in his life.