Abused And Broken Novels & Stories

I kept walking faster and I did not stop until I reached the bathroom. I locked myself inside the stall and pressed my hand against my mouth, almost shoving my fist into my mouth, so nobody could hear me crying. That was the first time Adam made me feel like I wasn't worth being someone's friend. It wasn't the last either. I blinked. The traffic light had turned green and someone honked impatiently behind me. I stepped on the accelerator.

Broken in small ways. Mira with her abandonment issues. Lyanna with her identity crisis. Adrian with his nightmares. Kiera with her anxiety. We failed them. Despite our best efforts. Despite everything. "Stop blaming yourself," Damon says later. "They're alive. Loved. Safe. That's what matters." "They're traumatized. That matters too." "So are we. We're all broken. But we're broken together. That counts for something." "Does it?" "It has to." The foundation is thriving. Helping hundreds of people with broken bonds. Damaged connections. Lost mates.

The mirror, once a simple reflective surface, now bore witness to my inner turmoil and the storm raging within me. The sound of that word—"gay"—hung heavy in the air, its impact reverberating in the depths of my being. Both day and night, I found myself succumbing to fits of uncontrollable sobbing. This level of brokenness was foreign to me, a sensation I had never experienced before. It was as if the very foundation of my world had been shaken to its core by a single utterance.

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

I felt pity for every victim being born to a family who didn't want to keep them and proudly discarded us in a shithole, where whores were produced. It was a disgrace to my existence that tonight I could be abused in unimaginable ways. I wanted to hide. I wanted to scream. And anything above this, I wanted to run. As far and as away as I could. I felt a cold hand clutching my hand. Looking that way I found Lily whose eyes were the most beautiful shade of blue. But for now, it was distorted with waters in them. "Lily," I called her out with a shaken spirit. She looked terrible. Her bluish eyes were puffed out, she looked like a walking skeleton—well, not more than me—I put my other hand on he

He tilted his face up, revealing a scar that ran from his forehead to his brow. "Remember this scar? You got it the third time we divorced. You smashed a vase… but I never blamed you…" "That's because you deserved it," I finally said. "That day, I opened the door and saw Larissa wearing my wedding dress in our bedroom." I broke free from his grasp and, before leaving, glanced back at him one last time. "Love isn't an apology after you hurt someone. I'm not a toy you use and put away. You never understood what love is. Experiencing real love has shown me that what we had wasn’t it."

But after the accident, my nights had been filled with unbearable suffering. The only thing that had kept me going through those years of pain had been my love for Queenie. When I realized she no longer loved me, I had nothing left to hold onto in this world. As a crippled man, my existence would only burden my parents and son. "Mom, you're lying." Leroy pushed Queenie away. "You held a knife to my neck and said that only Mr. Francis mattered to you. That Dad and I didn't matter at all. "It's your fault I don't have a dad anymore. I hate you. You're nothing like my friends' moms. Their moms only love their dads, but you love Mr. Francis."

His body shook as he broke down crying. He hurt… He hurt everywhere. His back, his stomach, his ass and his insides. His heart was broken. He felt disgusting and used. ‘Thaddeus will never want me now.’ Aiden thought. Aiden knows Thaddeus will never want him after feeling what just happened to him. He's going to be disgusted knowing that another man touched him. Knowing that another man's cock was just inside him. Knowing that another man just came inside him. He's dirty, disgusting, and tainted. He's used, and Thaddeus is going to be repulsed by him.

Her grip on Melanie’s left hand tightened even more, until the sound of something snapping could be heard. Melanie’s friends were immediately shocked by the sight. They never expected that the girl they’d bullied earlier that day—simply because she’d been approached by Albert, Melanie’s boyfriend—could break Melanie’s wrist so easily. It was a stark contrast to the girl’s reaction earlier that day, when she’d only been able to tremble in fear and cry.

“I didn’t know it was possible to love this much. It makes everything feel louder, brighter, and scarier too.” She wraps her arms around me and holds on tight. “That’s what love does. It opens you up. Makes you brave and vulnerable all at once. But I’d rather you feel all of this than walk through life numb.” “I used to think I was broken,” I whisper. “Before I met them. Before I understood what I was. I always felt I was different, that I didn’t really fit. But now… now I feel more whole than I ever have.” Mum presses a kiss to my head. “You were never broken. You just hadn’t found the ones who could see all your pieces and love you harder because of them.”