You Are Never Walk Alone Novels & Stories

Years of waiting gone in a few words. I had never felt so alone.

“You’re not alone anymore.” For now, that had to be enough

The kind of quiet that feels like the moment before something changes. We walked the rest of the way like that. Side by side. No words. But not alone. Never alone.

This place is so crowded with unknown people. Don't you ever leave me, don't you ever go I've seen it on TV, I know how it goes Even when you're angry, even when I'm cold Don't you ever leave me Don't leave me alone (Don't leave me alo-) Don't leave me a- A-a-lone, ah-ah A-a-lone, ah-ah The music is blasting and I can't help but to scorch closely to Kingstone. Luckily he let me smooch closer to him. He even wrap his arms around my waist. Gosh! This place is so wasted. Smoke everywhere, cars, girls, boys and people making out!

Alone again. ......

the DJ, also known as my brother, Benson, said into the mic and I held my hand out for Preston to hold before leading him to the center of the dance floor, all eyes on us. "I love you" he murmured resting his forehead on my chest as the melody of Never Alone by one of his favored country artists, Lady Antebellum filtered through the speakers and he looked up with a smile "May the angels protect you Trouble neglect you And heaven accept you when it's time to go home May you always have plenty The glass never empty Know in your belly You're never alone"

"I'd know my wife anywhere, Sophia. You're finally back." "Let me go!" I tried to pull away, but Charles held on tight. "I won't let you leave this time. Do you know? I come here every day, hoping to feel your spirit and to be close to you. I never thought you were still alive." "You're crazy!" Tears filled Charles' wild eyes. "Crazy? Yes, I've been going crazy without you. Every second you were gone was torture. You can't imagine what I've been through."

"I hate running. I could've died!" "I couldn't hear you over the sound of everyone yapping and roaming around. It's a mad house." And it is! The street is lined with kids leaving classes and going to the dorms to pack up their remaining things in preparation for the summer. I, of course, never had that issue. My aunt and uncle guilty me into staying home and traveling back and fourth. Only about a fifteen minute drive, but I walk to kill time. I enjoy being out of the house. I prolong it as often as I can. Even at the age of twenty one, my family still suffocated and guards me. Sometimes calling or texting during classes, or driving by campus.

As I'm staring at the wall I hear the door open. I can't bring myself to see who walked in. Being alone is my new life now. I don't want my hopes up when someone comes to drag me out of the room, only to be left alone in the end. The door closes with a loud click and feet make their way towards me. I close my eyes in an attempt to stop the temptation of looking to see who's here. Please just leave me alone.