Stand Here Alone Novels & Stories

“I don’t know… but maybe yeah…” “Irony is, no matter what you do, you will find yourself alone when you need someone the most. That’s a universal step one needs to take to become the strongest version of themselves. I know it won’t be easy because I’ll not always be there. The same goes for Zephyr and the others. You’ll have to befriend your mind and conquer your fears. Do you understand?” “I tried. But sometimes… it just hurts too much to endure alone…”

As I'm staring at the wall I hear the door open. I can't bring myself to see who walked in. Being alone is my new life now. I don't want my hopes up when someone comes to drag me out of the room, only to be left alone in the end. The door closes with a loud click and feet make their way towards me. I close my eyes in an attempt to stop the temptation of looking to see who's here. Please just leave me alone.

“Then we need to be clear.” “About what?” “About us,” I said. “About what this is—and what it isn’t.” His gaze sharpened. “Go on.” “I’m not asking for promises you can’t give,” I said. “And I won’t pretend this is something it’s not. But if I’m going to keep standing here—publicly—I need to know I’m not doing it alone.” He took a step closer. “You aren’t.” “Say it,” I said. He didn’t hesitate. “You’re not alone.”

i dont touch her. i just stand there, steady letting her know without words that she doesnt have to face them alone. and for a second the whole chaotic street holds its breath.

“Let me come with you. Or let Beck drive you. Just… don’t shut me out.” I looked down at our joined hands. The contrast was stark—his, large and capable, marked with the power to shape worlds; mine, small and scarred from a world that had tried to break them. I pulled my hand away. “I need to do this alone,” I said, my voice quiet but final. “I need to remember who I am without you.” I opened the door and walked out into the bright, uncertain afternoon, leaving him standing alone in the cavernous silence of the foyer.

In a dark corner, Lilith stood with tears in her eyes. 'Jasmine… can you see it all? The truth… has finally come to light.'

"It could divide this family." "I hope it doesn't." "But if it does?" I thought of Imran sitting beside Pierre's hospital bed. Of every sacrifice that had already been made. Of every chance we'd wasted pretending tomorrow would somehow fix what yesterday had broken. Then I answered. "If standing by what I believe leaves me standing alone..." I drew a steady breath. "...then I'll stand alone." For the first time since I'd entered the room, my grandfather had nothing to say. I nodded once. Not in victory.

Surely someone could help uncover the truth. Surely someone could speak. But one after another, they avoided my gaze. Some looked away. Others lowered their eyes. A few simply remained silent. And in that moment, standing in a hall filled with hundreds of people, I had never felt more alone.

"But walking alone doesn't mean being lonely. Once you're no longer afraid of standing on your own, the world stops feeling like it's in your way." Outside the window, lights gradually flickered on across the river, stretching into the distance like a river of stars. For the first time, the road ahead looked bright.

No one looked at me. No one cared. I swallowed slowly. “I’m alone,” I whispered. The words felt real. Too real. My stomach growled. Loud. Painfully. I looked down at the coins. Then around at the people. “I… I just have to survive,” I said quietly. My voice shook. But I meant it. Even if I didn’t know how yet. I took a small step forward into the crowd. Then another. And just like that— I disappeared into the world. Alone.