Still-wait-for-me Novels & Stories

"Oh, why are you silent there?" I was taken back in the present when Fern spoke next to me. I just shook my head and looked out the window. It looks like I really have no hope. Will I still wait for destiny if it really is? The sign I was waiting for is happening right now. We are not for each other.

Just wait, I thought *****************************

"I don't even remember the man I used to be." When Melissa saw I was about to leave, she grabbed my arm, her voice losing its edge. "Well, I can see you're upset. I'll give you a chance. If you reinvest in Young Group, we can get our marriage license right away. Deal?" "And as for Nicolas…" she added. "It's over. I'll never contact him again." Melissa lowered her eyes. She'd never been this desperate for my answer. In the past few months, it wasn't just Young Group in chaos. Her own life had spiraled into a mess.

He said, “I’m busy. I don’t have time.” Thinking of this, he somehow got restless. He pulled out his phone and typed a message. [Send me your address. I’ll pick you and Tyler up tomorrow.] He frowned, deleted it, and typed again. [Where are you and Tyler staying? I’ll come get you tomorrow.] He drew in a breath and pressed send. Sending failed. The soda can hit the floor with a loud clang. Matthew’s brow furrowed. He opened the company group chat in a hurry. He could not find it.

Sandra and I had been married for five years, but she never posted about me on her social media. Yet now, another man had taken my spot with such ease. I'd asked Sandra to go to the concert with me 99 times, but she never once said yes. Yet when William asked her to do the same thing, she agreed to it on his first try. I exited the social media app, feeling somewhat numb inside. I then continued waiting for a cab by the road. There were massive traffic jams all over the city tonight due to AnthoNIX's concert. Even though I waited by the venue entrance for a long time, I still couldn't manage to get a cab.

The other end of the line went quiet. I weakly nodded to myself. Without waiting for her to speak, I uttered, "I understand." That pause was as good an answer as I could have hoped for.

Waiting for something to end. Or begin.

She wouldn’t back down. She would come straight for Ayesha. And this time? Ayesha was waiting. The war wasn’t over. It was just getting started.

I was waiting for the next day. *******

Waiting for an answer. Or a kiss.