What To Do When No One Loves You Novels & Stories

“Honestly, Emilianna. Would you blame me? I've walked this life wanting love but what to do when I don't find it? I can't just kill myself for it now. Can I?” “Listen Sweetheart, love isn't in a person. It's in the things you do. If you want to make yourself feel loved, it could be as simple as doing your hair so dancing in the moonlight. It could be as simple as cooking your favourite food. Love is within and all around you, it's nothing that you have to chase.” “You're right.” I said calmly and she caressed my hair. “For tonight, assume we are mother and daughter. Tell me the things you would only talk to your mother about, and I will treat your as my daughter.”

With shaking hands, I pulled my phone from my pocket and I tried to video call Nathan, but there was no response. I looked down at Neah and saw a flash of disappointment before she closed her eyes. "Baby, don't go to sleep yet." I cradled her head and she opened her eyes again. "Daddy doesn't love me." she whispered "I love you baby. I love you." "I know." she said and I could see the onset of a smile but it never surfaced. "I want to go home." I wished that I could take it away, I wish I could take away the pain and disappointment. All the years of neglect that Neah had faced, all the times that Nathan made her feel that she was unloved.

Adrian had the chance to believe me but just like Noah, he chose to believe someone else over me and as much as I try to understand him, that’s not something I can easily let go of. “Maybe I’m just not meant for romantic love,” I say quietly. “Maybe I’m one of those people destined to spend their lives alone and honestly, I’m okay with that.” I’m not, but what can I do about it? That bitch called Fate has clearly decided love isn’t in my cards, so what am I supposed to do? Fight her? That will be a sure way to fuck up my life. Lilly takes my hand, squeezing it gently. “I don’t believe that crap but if that’s what you need to tell yourself to get through this, then I’ll support you.”

"I don't know where to go to anymore.. I don't know who to call... I don't know who I can trust anymore... I hate myself... I hate everyone... I hate this life... I hate being born..." "Sshhh... Winter... We love you. There are a lot of people who love you for who you are even if you are not related to them.. We love you..."

"What's a pretty girl like you doing here alone with no one to take care of her not to get burned?" Do I look pretty to you? I swallow my intentions to contradict his praise, and instead answer his question—: "It's just that, my friend went to get a soft drink for me, but he hasn't come yet" I frown at my mouth. "He won't be here for a while. . ." "What? Why?" I ask, more alarmed than I intended.

Adrian had the chance to believe me but just like Noah, he chose to believe someone else over me and as much as I try to understand him, that’s not something I can easily let go of. “Maybe I’m just not meant for romantic love,” I say quietly. “Maybe I’m one of those people destined to spend their lives alone and honestly, I’m okay with that.” I’m not, but what can I do about it? That bitch called Fate has clearly decided love isn’t in my cards, so what am I supposed to do? Fight her? That will be a sure way to fuck up my life. Lilly takes my hand, squeezing it gently. “I don’t believe that crap but if that’s what you need to tell yourself to get through this, then I’ll support you.”

Not romantically, but maybe as a friend. Silence fell between us for a while, but not once did Wulf try to kiss or touch me again. All he offered was comfort and a shoulder for me to lean into. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to just relax in his arms. “I get it though,” Wulf finally spoke again. His words were low and quiet. “I fell for someone who never loved me back, used me, then threw me away when they had finished with me. I would love no one again, just use them and throw them away, just like what had happened to me. It makes things all the worse, trust me,” he murmured.

I am tired, really tired of being taken for granted, of being lied to, cheated to, used, and played. I have to learn to love myself with the best that I‘ve got. No one can ever love me better than myself. But then I wonder why my relationships never last, I try by all possible means to make them work but the keep on failing dismally, whether I become too serious I don’t know.

You should shut up, if you have nothing to say, you are very annoying now. "I am been realistic, you should try and face rejection once than not try and keep false hope in your heart, probably never being accepted, though devastating if it turned out, that you lost two things, your friendship, and love, my kind advice, you should pick the one you want, love or friendship."

So I have no idea how long he will take to come but he shouldn’t see me like this. He shouldn’t think that I am nothing without him. I am, but… not right now. I feel so empty without him. It is like… he is stabbing me but I can’t stop it, because he wants to. It is like, I don’t know. I want him to be with me. I want him to love me but the worst part? We can never make anyone love us and most of the time, the people we love, don’t love us back. I wiped my tears and got up but fresh tears continued to come. I couldn’t believe what was going on. Why was I behaving so immaturely. I should know that if he doesn’t know my worth, I have to walk away.