Bearing The Unbearable Novels & Stories

"You can't just take someone else's guilt." "Watch me." Carlos pulled her closer, until she was wrapped completely in his arms, surrounded by his warmth and solidity. "I'm choosing to carry this with you. You don't have to bear it alone. You don't have to figure out how to grieve someone who hurt you while also being relieved he's gone. I'll hold that contradiction. I'll carry the weight of his death so you can focus on living. That's what partners do. They share the unbearable things."

Something load-bearing. A wall I built when I was seven years old, standing in a hospital corridor while a doctor I can't remember told me my father was dead, and I decided then, decided with the absolute clarity of a child who has run out of options, that I would never be broken by loss again. I sink to my knees in the doorway. The sound that comes out of me isn't crying at first. It's closer to a collapse, like a structural failure, steel bending, the groan of something that held too long and can't hold anymore.

I wouldn’t accept it. “It isn’t, though, and Emmi has no one fighting for her. Instead, her mum and brother don’t want her. They are pushing her away because she is seen as a burden.” Bear looks at me, waiting for… what? Me to see things their way? “Enough! Nothing you say will change my mind, she is a burden, and if we take her, we’re carrying it. Then we have to try to protect her.”

He gently pulled Alicia, who could barely say goodbye; Axel remained standing next to the other two men. —Excuse my son, I don't know what mania he has for conquering every woman who crosses his path. He began to laugh cynically. —He knows he's a Don Juan, that's why he abuses them; besides, he always achieves his goal, he always ends up conquering them and breaking their hearts. Do you have a problem with him taking his secretary? Axel only made an angry face, although he knew how to hide it well. —No problem, she's just my secretary.

It was everything. The world around me seemed to disappear. The backyard faded into darkness, and it was just me, the ashes, and what was left of Nyla’s bear. My tears soaked into the burnt fabric, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. The pain in my chest was too much. It felt like someone had taken a hammer to my heart, smashing it into pieces I’d never be able to put back together. I stayed there, on my knees, for what felt like hours. The sun dipped lower, the sky turning dark, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t let go. Holding that bear was like holding her, and I wasn’t ready to let her go. Not yet.

Man things can be so catastrophic and dangerous. Oh s***. There's nothing that will ever make me return to this s*** anymore. I don't think I can fucking bear it. It is just too much. I can't go through this apprehension anymore, it is just so f****** intolerable. This is the first and it will be the last. I just can't take it.

I couldn't do anything. I watched in agony as the innocent man was beaten mercilessly to a pulp. I closed my eyes at his bloodied face, I couldn't bring myself to watch. I was afraid if I watched, the painful cries and the tortured face of the man would haunt me forever, until it consumed me into the depths of insanity. In other words I was a coward. "Take this as a warning, next time I won't be so merciful." Demetrius' cold voice warned when his men had finished with the helpless man. He nodded quickly and staggered away. I remained silent like an obedient wife.

If they couldn't get her a new kidney, everything else they do would only delay her death. Lena cried and still didn't forget to say, "My daughter's going to National University! She can't die! Wake up, Tess! You're my hope! I've given you everything I can! You can't abandon me like this!" When I saw Lena collapse and go mad, listening to all her cries and despair, my heart felt… at peace. Oh, Lena. You finally had a taste of what I went through last time. The despair that crushed my heart. I thought Lena and Tess finally got what they deserved. I was going to sell the house and move far away, so that we didn't have to interact with Lena and Tess anymore.

“She’s a rich heiress. Her husband just passed, and she abandons her mother-in-law? That’s cold.” “Look at her—she must’ve been treated terribly to be so skinny.” “Lincoln Enterprise can’t afford to care for one old woman? This is disgusting.” “We all have parents. We won’t let these tycoons bully people!” “That’s right. Make them answer for this! If you can’t take care of her yourself, at least pay someone else to do it!” Their shouting gave me a headache. Through the crowd, I saw Richard lurking in the building’s shadow.

he started stammering and then blew air through his teeth. "I think the greatest tragedy of all, is to deem yourself incapable of love. No it's not that I can't love or that I won't fall in love. It's just that I simply consider myself incapable of staying in love. The thought, the unbearable heaviness of someone getting to know me is too much for the fragile shell of my body to bear. It is, afterall, just a shell into which the pain behind my mother's tears seeps and then dries up into salt and bitterness.