Anyways, spoiling her in her own class was not that important in the list of achievements that I had achieved. I was still unaware of the fact that these parasites will still cling on to me even after I get rid of them in one way or another.
I was being more and more desperate as the days were going by until the day of separation from my home like flat arrived, my uncle or whoever he was to me showed up again.
When I was lying on the bed I heard heavy foot steps coming towards my side. I stood up listening to those footsteps getting closer and closer. The door opened slowly and my uncle was standing there looking at me.
He said without wasting any breath "You always this attentive towards your door." I replied "Seems like it." "Anyways kid pack up you are changing your place." I without any questions did as he told me to. I packed up in a briefcase and went on with him in his car. The moment I slept was not in my mind to mention but I remember that the ride was looking boring from behind the car (from which I mean is the trunk of the car.)
The car stopped and the trunks of the car opened by my relative. The first thing I saw after getting out of the car trunks was a great big house or more like a villa with a great big lawn or more like a golf course.
I asked while getting myself out of the car "what is this?" My relative replied "you'll be living here." I was in a state of shock. We walked inside and there was nobody inside this big place. "Are you satisfied?" He asked. I ignored him because of the shock from knowing that I'll be living here. "You'll be living here alone." And right then I thought 'how miserable even am I, even got a place where thousands can stay and actually nobody other then me, is it freedom or is it loneliness.' This thought in particular after shifting here ate me. He left me with a car and keys and stuff that was important or more like which would give me luxurious way of lifestyle, he even got me admission in a top notch law university. I was 17 at the time and was prepared for whatever life had for me but what life had for me was surprisingly stressful.
It was my first day of university when I entered my class room, people started staring at me and started whispering. At the moment I didn't think where to sit or whatsoever and I just went on with the middle lane third row seat, when I arrived at my destination I took my eyes to the person sitting near my seat he was a tall handsome boy with dark black eyes and grayish hairs he seemed to be from a noble family of some sort.
"Hy!" Without my second eye contact with him he tried to start a conversation.
I replied with a "hi" I sat down on my seat and put my head down on the table waiting for the professor to arrive.
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Mr. Loner -by AbdulHadi
ParanormalThe story of a loner, no, not a story but the reality of the world of that loner. was he left alone?, or was he alone by choice
