Being Friends With An Ex Who Hurt You Novels & Stories

“And I… I know you like me.” “I do,” he said simply. “I think you know that.” I nodded, my throat tight. “You’re kind and thoughtful and smart, and I really appreciate your friendship. But… I can’t give you what you want.” A beat of silence. “And why's that?” he asked quietly. I swallowed. “Partly because of my ex Liam. He and I were together for seven years. I gave everything to that relationship. My time, my body, my heart. And in the end… he broke me.”

My ex-fiancée’s betrayal cut me deeply, leaving scars that festered beneath the surface, scars that would never heal. My mother’s expression softened as she regarded me with a knowing gaze. “I am no stranger to the pain you carry. But you cannot let the sins of the past get in the way of your happiness. You need to be willing to forgive the people who hurt you. Otherwise, you’re letting their betrayal stop you from moving on and experiencing a happy life.”

"Friends don't manipulate each other into public confrontations." "And friends don't assume the worst possible motives for every gesture of reconciliation." The words hung between us like weapons, each designed to inflict maximum damage on wounds that had never properly healed.

I shot back. "You can’t be friends with your ex!" he fired off. His words hit me hard, and I closed my eyes, trying to hold myself together. This wasn’t us. We didn’t fight like this, but I had to get him to see that his jealousy was over the top. "Marco, Carson isn’t my ex. We decided to stay friends, that’s it. I didn’t marry him, so there’s no romance between us. You didn’t have to hurt him. You could’ve just asked him to leave," I said with a sigh. I couldn’t excuse what he did, no matter what.

"Fine! Okay! I'm the weak one, I'm the loser, I'm the one who's always hurting! That's what you want to say right? You want to know? Zyrous is out and he's my ex -boyfriend, and until now he's I'm still hurting! I'm still hurting every time I remember the two of us " I cried. I turned my back on him. I didn't move because it was only my hand, to immediately wipe away the tears running down my cheeks. "If you have a problem Ma'am Sychiee you can tell me. The only thing I don't want is for you to use me just to show your ex-boyfriend that you have a new relationship. I'm a man and I know how he feels, I hope this doesn't happen again, I also have a girlfriend and because of what you did I was

he sighs. I stand up and step back, “No, that’s not true,” my heart breaks from what I’ve heard. I am devastated to hear from him that he’s not a friend who cares for me. Now, I am even more confused. I don’t want to keep on hurting Seid either. “Is this what I do, cheating on Jeff, and now hurting Seid?” I ask myself. The only reason why I think it’s okay to be friends with him is the hope that he’s already moved on, or maybe I’m too blind enough believing that I am helping him move on, when in fact, I keep on hurting him, instead.

It felt like there were tiny knives plunged into my chest. How long will they keep on using what happened to my previous relationship? "Really? Using my past to hurt me? Well, the same goes for you, Brother," I responded. "There is nothing lovable to all of you." "Your mate cheated—" "Benedict..." Knoxx warned, cutting off his brother's word. I bit my lower lip as it trembled. Jericho again. If I don't move on, they will always use my ex-mate to hurt me.

"I've always wanted to spend time with any of my exes. Turns out you're the only one" "So you want to bond with your ex? ", she said "No. I already bonded with my ex ". "So you're trying out other women". "None of them is as good as you". "Have you tried any of them in bed? " "Emily". God, that was extreme. "I'm sorry, I just... ". "I shouldn't have talked about exes". "You made me feel as I couldn't meet with other people because... ". "Don't mind me. I believe you can leave any man awestruck. I haven't even recovered yet".

I don't want to be rude to him that why I told my secretary to let him in. After we talked over the phone, I decided to avoid him since he is not with Liz anymore. From all my experiences before, I already got a phobia of all my friends’ ex-boyfriend because they started to ask me out or to court me after they broke up with my friends. And that’s the reason why I lose friends. Well, maybe they are not my REAL friends, to begin with. And also is it my fault that their boyfriends like me? Don't get me wrong, and I'm not defending myself. I know that I'm not doing anything wrong. I did not flirt with them; they are the ones who flirt with me, and I never flirted back with them.

“About Max…I promise I’m not going to see him again. You really won’t say anything, will you?” “Let’s make a pact,” I say. “We both promise not to see our exes again, and if they try to see us, we’ll tell someone else. We need to prove to them they can’t take advantage of us anymore. ” The words fill me up like nothing has in a long time. I’m going to do this, and I will do it with my friend Emery. She nods. “Let’s do it. ” “Promise?” “Trust me. ”