Sane Insanity Novels & Stories

"Ahem Ma'am, how about the second that you want to say?" Chloe ask. "Oooh I thought you would never ask again, well you said that doctors aim for everyone to be okay so it is okay if you have no patient, and that is the other way around here, you all need a patient to have a function that might sound weird but it is, you see what I am trying to say is not because what you want is not normal that what is supposed to be and not going to happen means it is already bad or insane, that patient is showing, seems to be insane to look at but it is not, we all has an alternate reality of everything even in our body and health not what you see is what it is"

"You need help" With the back of his hand, he slapped me again and I could taste the metallic flavor of blood in my mouth. Sebastian shoved my head into the wall. The pain was unbearable, too much. Constantly he repeated. "Mine. Miss Luca you ate mine" It could not be disputed, Sebastian Monteiro was not a sane man. It was as though the large portions of alcoholic beverages he consumed was commencing to seep into his brain - driving him to madness. The bipolar disorder maybe? The condition was possible as I had observed Even before today how easily his mood changed. Many a time from calmness to anger. I however, crossed out that possibility. He was not bipolar, he was a damn insane bastard.

“Uh… you okay?” “Okay?” I repeated aloud, louder than I intended. “Yeah. Totally okay. Fine. Fine. Not fine. Great. Terrific. Absolutely fine.” Why do I even talk to myself? I sound insane. Wait… I am insane. Totally insane. Lord Jesus. He raised an eyebrow. “Right. Sure. Totally normal, Isla. You always talk to yourself when you’re sane.” I huffed. “Shut up, Rico.”

Now, this may be a problem if he indeed has gone insane. When one of our kind loses their mind, we become unusually strong and quicker than we normally are. It makes it virtually impossible to deal with them after that and we almost aways are forced to kill them because of it. After all, when they go insane the only thing that satisfies them is eating our own kind. Because of this, I don’t relinquish the idea of finding him in this state of mind.

Though she hadn’t met the Brazilian man in person, from the description Libia gave, he seemed like a narcissistic, misanthropic, and selfish guy. “He sounds like quite the character,” Suzanne said with a small smile. Libia took a deep breath. “I know, but I really like him,” she admitted for the first time out loud. “I know it’s stupid, I’m sure he doesn’t want anything serious with me.” Suzanne felt sorry seeing the sadness on her friend’s face. “You know what they say, you can have fun with the wrong guy while waiting for the right one,” Suzanne tried to cheer her up.

Why the heck is this happening? This is deeper than I thought. The look on his face denotes how genuine he is, which is what he just expressed. And just like me, he does not feel right about all this, but this is beyond him. He can’t fight it. He can’t control it. But this should be controlled. This must be controlled. We both cannot render ourselves weak and allow ourselves to be consumed by this. We both cannot fall into this madness. We have to come back to our senses. We have to find out where we left our sanity and pick it up while there is enough time. At least one of them has to be sane and sensible about this.

When he was about to say something she interrupted and said "Austin, I can't trust the rich people" "But all are not the same Saanvi, why don't you understand?" "Austin, Bacon was a middle-class boy, if he can cheat and beat me why not the rich guy? If Bacon could treat me as a puppet, why not the so-called president? If Bacon was bored by this ugly girl and he wants to find a beautiful girlfriend, why will a rich guy keep me around?" She was so frustrated keeping all this stuff in her mind so she shouted. Saanvi was suddenly unstable, she has gone insane. Austin held her face and said "Calm down Saanvi" "Just calm down"

With soft words she would take the rage out of its gaze until it would allow her hands to touch and leash it so it could no longer hurt him. ‘His state would be helpful to assess his sanity,’ one of the officers said. ‘Any thoughts?’ In extreme situations people aren’t ever sane. So how could they be, in a year like this, and who was to decide it, in a time when no one was allowed to make decisions? ‘Wouldn't that be presumptive?’ She refused an answer. ‘I mean, how am I supposed to know how sane someone is? Don't you need a degree for that?’ As far as Tom was concerned on the 25th a degree wouldn't have been necessary. Not sane at all, he’d been and would often refer to his lost sanity hims

I do not have anything to say about that. “Do you even know the reason why he picked you as his mate?” she said, stepping forward so she would drop her point. “It is because you are her sanity…” “Diego also said that to me, but I thought it does not have any meaning. It sounded like a normal sweet statement.”

Chapter 29: Money problems. Place: City, Anywhere United States of America. Rolling over in bed, Sloan berated himself as he slid away from his sleeping ex-lover. Ex, as in, he shouldn't be with him again. Ex like the former. Ex as in, how could Sloan be this stupid? He had broken up with Reese, but when Sloan's loneness had gotten to him, he accepted meeting the man in this seedy motel. What did people say about insanity? Craziness was doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Well… no more. Sloan wouldn't keep making the same lapses in judgment. This was it. He was done.