So Not Meant To Be Novels & Stories

This is not going to go down well. ------------------

Nothing. .

“Not tired.” “That’s not what I meant.”

Not to anyone. Not yet.

How could this man be so confident in twisting my intentions? "Chris, are you seriously this delusional? I've told you—I don't love you anymore." His eyes burned red with frustration. "You're my mate. How could you possibly not love me?" Just then, my phone vibrated with another message from Drake. "I'll come pick you up soon." I quickly replied, "No need. I'll drive myself to the ski resort." The last thing I wanted was for Drake to run into Chris and start another pointless argument.

He doesn’t mean any of this. Right?

"Why hasn't Abby accepted my friend request yet..." In the ward, Sergio kept checking his phone, turning to Jaeden, and asking, "Didn't you say that if I added a filler word at the end of a sentence, girls would like it? Look, Abby hasn't accepted my friend request. Do you think she thinks I'm some kind of creepy old guy?" Jaeden held back a smile and said, "I heard that the young lady went to work, so she must be busy and didn't see the message." "Go to work? What kind of work? Experience life or not enough pocket money?"

People came and went, living their lives. "Caleb is the kind of person who can't handle even the smallest failure. That's why I left without a word back then. And now... I can't explain it anymore." I balled up the bloodied tissue in my hand and tossed it into the little trash bag in the car.

Not yet. Not ever.

This is neither. "It's nothing," I say anyway. "Overworked. Long few days." "Didn't ask for an explanation." "I know. I'm giving you one anyway." Something in his face shifts, not quite a smile, but close enough to it that I feel it land somewhere in my chest.