Abused And Broken Novels & Stories

After all these years of risking our lives, my wife and I just want to celebrate our only daughter's birthday. Their only daughter, huh? But I was clearly their only biological daughter. My parents never acknowledged me in public and never got me registered—just because I was trafficked as a child, grew up in the countryside, wasn't pretty or smart, and didn't fit in with the family. My chest heaved violently and burned with pain. My organs spasmed, making me retch uncontrollably. Peter was still loudly pleading for me through the call, but Bruce turned a deaf ear. He tore off my shoes and, with pliers in his hand, viciously said, "Remember, everything you're suffering through now is becaus

Everything was different. At this moment, I wasn't just cold—my arm ached from Zachary's grip. And he was completely oblivious to my pain. "Punish you? Zachary, you don't deserve that much thought!" Ava shoved him away and threw my medical chart at him. "What does this mean?" Zachary flipped through a few pages, his face filled with disbelief when he reached the last one. "This... an ectopic pregnancy? How is that possible?" Zachary looked at me, his eyes visibly reddening.

I inform in tears. " Don't say that. That's not true" She tries to me feel better but I am not buying it. I am very much aware of my truth. " Don't flatter me with your lies Solange. I am very much aware of how useless I am. Look at me, I am the mother of two but none of my children are on good terms with me. I failed them both. I abandoned them when they needed me the most, and for what?. Because I wasn't strong enough" I inform, still bitter.

I was sure. "It hurts Gabriel. It hurts a lot. First dad, then Cyrus and now you. You all have left me alone. Who am i? A nobody to anyone. I feel myself a whore. A home breaking whore. I broke everything. I destroyed every happiness. I was the reason your pho had to leave you. Everyone can see their loss. Their pain. Why no one ever look back at me?

In my case, I say the first fool is a fool, the second fool is dumb and the third fool is stupid. In my case, I have been a fool and and a dumb person but I am not going to be stupid anytime soon. Halley used to be someone I trusted with my body and soul. I could have laid down my life for her with no hesitations at that time. She broke me for the first time and still thought I did not deserve happiness and so went ahead to break me twice and now, she thinks she can just badge into my room and claim the position of my best friend and expect me to be all lovey-dovey with her?

The crack and hopelessness in her voice ripped the old bandages off my chest so brutally it felt like they took flesh with them. "I'm not the sweet innocent girl you think I am. I've been... broken. Used. Tortured." She sniffled, her breath shuddering. Her eyes dropped to the floor as if shame itself was pulling her gaze downward. "Some months ago, I was abducted by a group of men. They...used me. Repeatedly. I managed to get away after losing so many of my friends. It's the reason I'm here—to be safe from them. But somehow, they... they still managed to find me."

"I don't know. Would it be enough for you?" "I don't know either. But it might be better than this emptiness." She turned to face me. "Adam, I'm broken. Fundamentally broken. And I don't think I can be fixed. So maybe I need to learn to be broken differently. In a way that's less damaging to everyone around me." "You're not damaging us."

“ Kelley I could show you research and other doctor's findings on the subject but it comes down to this. You aren’t broken. And what you feel is not unnatural or wrong.” No, that can’t be right. I have to show him. Tim isn't understanding. I jump up from the couch, turn around and pull my shirt up showing Tim my scarred back. “ If I’m not broken then why did they do this to me? Every mark was given so I would remember how wrong I am. How broken. How unnatural. Against how they wanted me to be. If I’m not broken then why did I wake up in a hospital? Why did it take weeks of my friends taking care of me if I’m not broken?” I’m screaming at this point. But Tim doesn’t stop me. “ If I’m not brok

We were bruised. Shaken. Bent out of shape. But not broken. Not even close.

If you enjoy watching people go from enemies to fuck buddies and then lovers, this is for you. “I wish you died on that ice.” Eli spat as he staggered out of the room. Eli had been bullied through high school and had carried the hurt to adulthood, spending thousands on therapy. He finally had a job he loved and his life was going perfect until Adam Payne showed up as his patient. Adam had led the group that bullied him in high school. Eli refused to treat him but his job was threatened so he reluctantly agreed. What happens when the man he hates is now the reason for a bulge in his pants? What next when this man has to choose between him and his career? Is their love worth