Unsound Relationship Novels & Stories

Hearing his name yesterday made him want to hear it more. "That's what I should call you because that's our relationship. We are more like ghosts than a couple. Couples share their pains and joy with each other, but that has never happened between us. Most of the time, I feel like I'm the only one trying to make this work, but I'm tired. I'm tired of trying to please someone who doesn't give a fuck," her voice became colder with each word.

I let the sound of frustration leave my throat before drinking what was left in my glass. Miranda smiled wryly. "You are fixated on naming everything, aren't you? Why don't you just enjoy whatever it is? Some situations are so unique that we don't even have a name for them yet. You are not friends with benefits. You don't meet up for casual sex. You have a solid connection. You are in his life, in its business and private part as well. You are partners, and he cares about you. I think that there are a whole lot of so-called real relationships in this world that don't have half of what you have."

“I’m used to having my assistant adjust my schedule, but fine. As you said.” “You see...” She took back her hand to take more snacks, then sat properly. “There are many reasons why a relationship fails. It’s not always adultery that destroys marriage. It could be a lack of time, falling out of love, a job, money, or both parties’ egos and insecurities—they would build sadness and pain at a point you will be lost. At least on my part.” It was funny how I could understand her, despite not experiencing what she had gone through.

"If there's anything I learned in the years of being married to him, is that he's a liar, a cheat, a manipulative bastard and someone who should never be trusted." "And if there's one thing o learnt after hearing both side of your stories, it would be that this relationship has been built on bricks and cement of misunderstanding. You both," There was a pause and Amara imagined her friend shaking her head. "You both don't seem to know shit about each other. I can't make you talk, neither can I change the image you've crafted of him in your mind, but I can advise, I can push, and I will." Amara remained silent, not knowing what to say and Bethany, she didn't waste anytime waiting for her frien

She stops, inhales deeply before continuing. “In my old world, We’re usually had only one spouse throughout our life. Even with that, I saw them break up, and turn hostile at each other all the time. And I don’t want that kind of experience to befall my friend. The one she had decided to love with all her heart betrayed her, causing her death. Now Imagine If we have two or three spouses… Only the minority in my world could maintain that kind of relationship and didn’t kill each other. Even fewer that it becomes a healthy relationship.

That would be my first real relationship and I wasn't sure if I could even handle it. I had never been in a relationship before so I wasn't sure how it worked. Although, I had an idea based on romance novels I had read and romance movies I had featured in. It wasn't all that difficult but I had gotten so used to being alone and comfortable with just satisfying my sexual needs that I didn't feel the relevance of a relationship. It now felt as though I wasn't built for relationships and the thought made me somewhat unhappy.

It felt like they were this big family with a lot of internal relationships, having sweet sexual affairs with their best friends. The funny part was how these relationships turned out to be giant screw ups, but that fact never seemed to ruin their friendships. In fact, it was even the start of a stronger friendship between the parties involved. The thought of it had me thinking about that asshole and the fact that he wasn't here because we were having a fight no one else knew about. Maybe it really is possible for two people to coexist even after a misunderstanding.

"Days ago. We wanted to tell you, but we knew you wouldn't listen. We thought it was better for you to see it for yourself." "It just. hurts," I admitted, raking my hand through my hair. "Did I do something wrong? Because if I didn't. why did she do that? Bullsh*t!" We were alright. We barely had any real fights, just petty arguments that we squabbled over and got over in a flash. So, why? The question reverberated in my brain, not making sense. "You know, man, don't worry about it. It's over with," Rick said, attempting to be a good friend. "Maybe she wasn't meant for you. Maybe it's the woman you're." he cleared his throat, "meant to marry," he concluded with a flourish.

I want to know what game I'm playing. He shuffles his feet and cocks his head, narrowing his eyes at me. There's something oddly sexy about his pose but I mentally slap myself. "What are you talking about?". "This sham of a relationship. Why are you still making everyone believe that we are in a relationship? What are you getting out of it? What do I get out of it? So far, the best I've gotten is an unwelcome attention spike and mean comments….". "...I told you not to read the comments….".

I continue while shaking my head, still eyes intact to him. “Why are you so fixated on being in a relationship when you’ve seen how worse it can be? Cheating husband? Busy boyfriend? Mistress? Huh?”, he pounds the wall behind him. “Are you talking about Nik and K? Siegfried and I? How about you, you’ve never been in a relationship with someone you love dearly, have you?” I confront him. “Exactly, why would I if I’ve seen relationships are fake, always crumbling and falling, giving heartaches?” he fights for what he thinks is right.