Relationship Status Is Complicated Novels & Stories

I’m currently running away from a very complicated, three-way situationship. “I thought that’s what men want, a fun, no strings attached, no catching feelings happy ending.” I say and he looks at me silent as if he’s thinking about what I just said. “No, not me.” he says looking me straight in my eyes. “I find them exhausting, too many rules, boundaries and too many people tangled in one relationship. Sounds like a recipe for disaster.” He says and I nod. He’s right it’s a lot of complications for little return.

“It’s… complicated.” He nodded, as if he expected the answer. “Complicated.” He said it like he was testing the word. “Does this ‘complication’ mean you guys are… somewhat of an item?” I let out a shaky laugh, half-nervous, half-resigned. “Honestly? I don’t know what we are. It’s messy.” Oliver leaned back, watching me with a kind of calm assurance that was unsettling in its honesty. “So, that means you’re single.”

She hasn’t stopped begging me to forgive her and explaining herself to me, even though we both know that me finding her with another man isn’t the real reason I am leaving. It’s not that I can’t forgive her, but it’s more that I can’t forgive myself for letting our relationship get to this point. I feel ashamed that we’ve taken things this far. But I guess there’s a certain degree of permanence to purchasing a home together, having a mortgage together, a joint bank account, a joint credit card. There is nothing physically tying us down, but somehow it felt inescapable. Even though it feels like my heart was long gone. I haven’t been present for a long time now.

‘’Why you are filling out important documents and it gets to the part that asks about martial status, what does it say? Where was she going with this? ‘’Hmm… single, married, and widowed.’’ ‘’Exactly my point.’’ ‘’Sorry, I’m not following,’’ I told her. ‘’They never put in a relationship; it holds no significance to them. And most times, people aren’t in serious relationships. Who knows? Maybe he feels the same way.’’ I couldn’t believe she was telling me this. ‘’If it were you, and this friend was married but just in a relationship. Would you have slept with her even after so long?’’

“Yea, I have kids. I have two of them.” “I see. And are you, do you have a relationship already?” He sighed again, this time scrubbing his hand over his face. “I mean I don’t know.” “How do you not know if you’re in a relationship?” “I mean I don’t know because while we do live together, we sleep in separate rooms and she’s constantly breaking up with me saying she’s going to leave and take my kids away.” He sat down on the edge of the bed. “I couldn’t very well tell you what my relationship status is if I don’t even know it myself.”

Shane leaned over to Steve and whispered something inaudible to Blake. “Ok.” Steve said as he tried to continue Blake stared at the two men and said “I may not have treated Melissa as well as I should have, as well as Brock does, I’m guilty of ghosting her, I’m guilty of taking her virginity and to that I hold my hands up. I was dealing with a lot. I’d fallen for Melissa hard. It was the first time ever that I’d felt this way about anyone. I was confused, scared and didn’t know how to deal with what I was feeling. Then I found out that she was with Brock. My twin. Yeah I was angry to begin with, but lying on my bunk here in a cell all I wanted was for Melissa to be happy. That was it. I want

“What the fuck, you're not my father or my brother or anything like that! “ Charlie exploded “ So stop acting like you have any responsibility to me, because you don't! I don't know how the world works in your head, but you're a man and I'm a woman! That simple! “You know it's not that simple, Charlie. “ he disagreed, livid “ If it were that simple, we wouldn't be having this conversation. “So what makes it so complicated, huh? Why don't you tell me? “ she challenged him. “Many things…” he took a deep breath for a moment, looking like he was trying to contain himself “But the most important of them is you. It's me knowing that I might be agreeing to something that could end badly and harm yo

, and I'm happy where I am now."Oliver reached across the table and took her hand. Janet felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her at his touch. "Please, Janet. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important," he pleaded.Janet looked into his eyes and saw the sincerity in them. She knew that she couldn't ignore his request, especially if it meant helping someone in need. "Okay, I'll come back," she finally relented.Oliver's face lit up with relief, and he squeezed her hand. "Thank you, Janet. I knew I could count on you."Janet pulled her hand away, feeling the familiar ache in her heart. "I'll come back, but only to take care of your father. After that, I'm leaving again."Oliver nodded, his expres

"Was, but yes. It's been... challenging, to say the least." Maria’s gaze held a blend of understanding and curiosity. "And what about your relationship with ‘em? The news is saying you two are a real pair." A nervous laugh escaped my lips. "Well, the news tends to exaggerate things. Timothy and I have a professional relationship, but we've also become friends of sorts. He's... complicated." Maria leaned forward, her eyes locked onto mine. "Complicated how?"

“She left me for another man.” Dr. Grant doesn’t react. He just nods, waiting. “I can’t… I can’t seem to function anymore,” Ryan admits. “It’s like… the only thing keeping me going is the baby in my girlfriend’s womb.” The room falls silent. Ryan immediately regrets saying it. He shifts in his seat as Dr. Grant tilts his head. “You mentioned a girlfriend. You’re in a relationship now?” Ryan grimaces. “Not exactly. It’s complicated.” “Complicated how?”