Betrayed By Everyone, Loved By Four. Novels & Stories

She looked at Vincent’s eyes and said, “I know you love me, but…I am sorry, the scare you left on my heart, I’ll never be able to trust anyone again, I am sorry.” She continued, “My whole life, I’ve been betrayed by those I loved, and finally, I have found my happiness with my son. My small world is full of joy, and there is no place for anyone else.” He just stared at her face. she held her son’s hand and walked toward Luca, lying on the floor.

I knew who he was, he was Beta to our neighbouring pack. I had always admired him but seeing this squashed my heart. So I rejected him, then I left him staring at me in shock. I struggled through the pain and stumbled blindly back to my friends, and when they saw me, they knew something severe had happened, without a word spoken, they knew to get me home to my parents, they knew I wouldn't speak until I was with them. I will freely admit that the next few days are a total blur of pain, misery and anguish. It is impossible to fully explain the pain of rejecting someone, the feeling of your heart being pulled from your chest, the crushing heaviness, the endless devastation, no words I can thi

I walked out of the house, dragging my suitcase along with me. My mind was blank, consumed by an overwhelming feeling of despair. I trudged down an alley of sorrows, unable to make sense of it all. No matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn't find a way to explain the betrayal. Raymond and Jasmine? It was the last thing I expected. I couldn't understand why Jasmine would do this to me. I had never wronged her; I had always been kind and good to her. So, how could she inflict such pain on me?

She touched the fabric of her sleeve with her fingers, the feeling anchoring her as she spoke the truth that had nagged within her for so long. "I loved Miyal with all that I was, but love can change, Ignatius. It can twist, it can fade, and sometimes it can even die." Her voice broke just a little, but she collected herself. "When a person betrays you, when they take all that you believed in and turn it around, that kind of love, it must die. It's the only way you can survive."

A stab from a friend cuts deeper than a stab from a foe. – Amit Kalantri ____ Betrayal, an emotion I hadn't felt before. I never felt it because I was never close to anyone to suffer that painful emotion. I didn't have any family members except my mother and she loved me more than herself. I unconsciously never gave room for betrayal and I didn't know it would hurt so much. It's true what they say, with love comes a lot of pain in different kinds of ways.

" I'll keep looking for them. " "Thanks." I said pecking him in the lips. He smiled leaving me to willow on my anger. They were both dead. I trusted them to take care of the two people I cared more about in this world than anything. They'd not only betrayed them but me as well and they were going to know it. I picked up another piece of paper. ‘It’s better to love and lose than to not have loved at all. We all knew it wouldn’t last, these just go to prove we were all right that they were just stringing you on until something better came their way and it did my condolences girls. I hope you do something productive with this information.

"You're right." He said, his voice still soft but firm, "I don’t know exactly what you’re feeling, but I know it hurts, and I know you feel betrayed.” "Betrayed?" I laughed bitterly, the sound harsh in the silence of wherever we were, "That’s an understatement, Zade. I feel like I’ve been stabbed in the back by everyone I’ve ever trusted, including you. I don’t even know who I am anymore! You played me, heck even Elijah played me too! You both knew all along!” My voice cracked, and despite my efforts to hold them back, the tears finally spilled over. I hated crying in front of him, hated looking weak, but I couldn’t stop it.

"And now, I am a god." He rose to his feet and left her there, drowning in her own blood, poison burning through her veins. She lay alone for what felt like hours. Minutes. Eternities. And in that time, she remembered everything. Every kiss. Every whispered promise. Every gentle touch that had made her believe she was loved. Every moment she had given up for him—her pack, her family, her future, her own goddamn soul. I gave him everything, she thought, the pain of betrayal sharper than any poison. Everything I was. Everything I could have been. I made myself small so he could feel big. I dimmed my light so he could shine. And this is what he gave me in return. This.

She disappeared down the road. It was too late for regret. Regret meant nothing when it showed up after the damage was done. A month passed before we heard about them again. Lyris lost a leg in the crash. The baby she had abandoned during her escape—her own child—died alone at home from starvation. She was found guilty of treason for siding with the rogues and betraying her own kind. The judges of the Kingdom of Volvia sentenced her to death, carried out with the harshest punishment allowed.

He suddenly wanted to slap himself across the face. It turned out that he was the true hypocritical bastard all along—he was the liar who had betrayed my love for him.