What A Time To Be Alone Novels & Stories

I've been gone from California for nearly 48 hours and now I'm just here, all alone. Does anyone know what its like to feel completely alone? Even around people you have known for years but know that they don’t give a damn about what’s going on inside. That even when you feel you’re at your best you can’t seem to do anything right. Everything you do just doesn’t work out. You try your hardest and still fail. And no one is there to pick back up the broken pieces. Loneliness is a horrible thing. It’s a cold feeling. No one should ever have to feel lonely. It consumes you slowly shaking you.

‘So, you’re here alone. I rolled my eyes so hard I saw my own brain. ‘In case your billionaire powers of observation have failed you, Portia and Josh are down there. They’re fully formed human beings. I’m not marooned on a desert island.’ ‘You know what I mean.’ I sighed. ‘Fine. If you mean, am I here alone, unattached, tragically single, a pathetic singleton surrounded by a sea of Valentine’s couples, then yes. Congratulations on your deduction. I am alone. Are you happy now?’

Just Alec and me. Alone.

I manage to squeak out in one breath. “Alaina, I don’t plan on leaving you and, we have the rest of our lives to make up for the last two years Al, but you’re not going to be glued to my side.” I lift my head and start to protest, tears starting to fall faster than before. “Alaina, you would lose your mind being at my side that much. You need alone time, and time with your own friends. Don’t get me wrong, I will never tell you to leave, you will always be welcome to be with me, no matter what I am doing, but you need to make sure that you aren’t going to lose yourself in ‘us’.”

From overwhelming relief. "I am alone," Alone whispered. "I am singular. I am individual. I am myself. Only myself. No others inside. No incompatible consciousnesses sharing my being. No constant warfare. Just me. Just alone. Just singular. I am myself. Finally. After twenty-three years. I am myself again. I am alone. And alone is beautiful. And alone is precious. And alone is exactly what I need. I am alone. Finally. Completely. Blessedly. I am alone." The second consciousness stood separate. Named themselves Peace.

The time ahead would be mine and mine alone. The End

An invisible force clenched my heart in a merciless grip. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead like raindrops. Every tick of the clock hammered against my chest, each second a tormenting reminder of the passing time. I picked up the paper card with trembling hands, my lips quivering as I forced myself to speak. "There's still time," I said, my voice shaky but desperate. "We're withdrawing money from different banks. The amount you're asking for is too much—it takes time to gather it all."

The carousel was still there, spinning round as if nothing had changed. I bought a ticket and sat on the same familiar horse. The wind blew against my face. I closed my eyes. For a moment, I could still hear my daughter's laughter… and David warning me, "Be careful." This time, no one was with me. I rode alone. A wave of dizziness washed over me. I knew death was near. I forced my eyes open, but the world grew more and more blurred. With trembling hands, I pulled out my phone and used the last of my strength to dial a number I had not called in years.

01 00:03]: [Happy New Year… I miss you so much. [2022.Mar.08 15:22]: [I'm going to ask you one last time. Do you want to meet up or not?] [2022.May.20 13:14]: [You'll regret this! What on earth do you like about Ayla? She's just a housewife whose life revolves around the kitchen!] [2022.Jul.30 22:08]: [Please, just say something to me in response…] The last message that Shane had actually read was the one he had sent two years earlier when he broke up with her.

They bathed together, ate together, and went shopping together, just like what a couple deeply in love would do. I didn't make a scene as I simply watched them show off their affection in silence. With five more days left in the divorce's waiting period, Julian suddenly suggested climbing a snow-covered mountain. He insisted that I come, too. Halfway up, Evelyn had left to get something, leaving Julian and me alone. The gentleness on his face vanished at once, replaced by a cold stare. "Why are you still hanging around here? Do you really think Evelyn will fall for you eventually?"