Stay Away From Me Novel Novels & Stories

If he likes, let him take me to be the bag egg who doesn't want to get along with his so-called “Too good Melissa” I looked at her one more time before deciding to walk away and I was about to walk past her, she moved towards me and I moved away so I would avoid coming into body contact with her but our shoulders collided with each other and I never cared to bother myself about it. I walked away with much confidence and my stilettos studded on the expensive tiles as I moved away quickly.

Larisa said to Daisy, picked up her handbag, and walked out of the changing room. “Remember, what goes around comes around,” Ava said “You all have a nice day” She added leaving the changing room. Flora and Daisy hissed and smiled at each other. “Really? What do I even expect? Remorse? Never. Birds of a feather” Kimora said, her voice steady. “I will be outside” She added leaving the room. “Wait up, we are done,” Daisy and Flora said in unison **************************************************************************************************** Gregor sitting in his office engrossed in his system; started flipping through some papers on his table. He looked at his system and then back to the p

The way he looked at us reminded me of how he used to gaze at stray animals or even beggars, a mixture of curiosity and disdain that made my skin crawl. I resisted the urge to flee, forcing myself to stay rooted to the spot as Burgess finally acknowledged my presence. His gaze bore into me, his words dripping with condescension. "Long time no see," he remarked, his tone laced with thinly veiled contempt. “Yeah,” I offered a casual reply, masking my discomfort behind a facade of indifference. With a sense of relief, I made my escape, retreating upstairs to the safety of my room. Afterall, it was the only place in this house where I could avoid Burgess and his oppressive presence.

“Stay away from me I have to get out of here. I don't want to be here I am not afraid to you anymore.” She pushes him away which brings him back to the world of happiness but his cigarette had now fallen to the ground.

I don't like her. "Stay away from her. As far away as you can, please. Stay away from her. Please." "I promise. I won't allow her to come near me." . . . ……

But she wasn’t. Not anymore. Not with my father watching my every move. My jaw tightened and I forced myself to look away. I couldn’t be near her. Not if I wanted her safe. Even if it killed me. Even if it meant losing her. I turned and walked into the dark. Because loving her meant one thing now. Staying away. ** follow me on i,n,s,t,a,g,r,a,m: authormiragreen

All the strength drained out of me, leaving me utterly paralyzed. He started closing the distance, but my mind raced, desperate to find a way out of the coffee shop. I turned and walked away, trying to lose him, not daring to look back even once. “Where do you think you’re going, Casey? Don’t be like that. Let’s talk.” “Stay away from me!” I snapped, quickening my pace.

Did he just try to touch me, while I was not looking? " I'm staying away, just like you and Mr Davies want." My lips release these words before I walk away from him. I feel his eyes at my back, the whole time I walk away, creating distance between us and never daring to look back. The trip home serves as a quiet one with music playing softly in the background, the heater giving me the much needed warmth to keep me from feeling any more cold and Lucia, being the understanding friend she is, with letting me be in this moment of silence and getting lost in my thoughts.

I can't think about that right now. I’m done. "Where are you going?" She asks when I turn around and start walking upstairs. She's following me, but this is the only time I don't want her near me. I don't want to hear her voice or look at her face or I will explode all over her. Like a dead whale. "I don't know. Away from you," I spit out, heading straight to our bedroom thinking I'll be safe in there, but Sky follows me inside, "Go away. I'm not joking."

Bruce raises an eyebrow. - Mr. Campbell, I know you're not up to anything good - I take a step closer - I feel like I should stay away. I don't know what I was doing in the Bronx, but it felt like home, enough is enough. - Do you think you should stay away? - he gets closer, enough for me to feel his warmth - I don't see her avoiding me - he whispers. - Why... - Because? - Bruce insists. “I didn't realize I had to stay away, but now I'm sure. He looks me in the eye, and we're so close I have nowhere to look. I have to get out of here as soon as possible - Excuse me - I ask.