Break Up Story Novels & Stories

he said and I think I forgot to breathe for a whole minute. I sighed and stared at the gorgeous ring on my finger. And somehow, I had to remind myself that it all was a sham. “It will break their hearts if they find out we aren’t for real,” I said. “They don’t have to find out, you know,” he said. I sighed. “Yeah. But we’ll have to invent the breakup story of the century.” I smiled at him. “Don’t worry. It will be my fault. Let’s blame it all on me.”

Adrian didn't glance her way, keeping his firm grip on the wheel as he spoke with a quiet, unyielding severity devoid of remorse: — "Do not delude yourself, Dana, and do not weave stories that never existed in the first place... I never deceived you, nor did I ever make you a promise. You went along with this game of your own free will and full awareness." Hot tears spilled down her cheeks, and a bitter coldness settled inside the car; she couldn't tell how the vehicle's air conditioning had suddenly turned so icy, while her face gradually transformed from the weakness of a heartbroken lover into that of a woman determined to scorch the heart of the man who had broken hers.

“Justin, don’t call me again. And don’t try to find me. Don’t you know? After something ends, the worst thing you can do is cling to it. “Don’t bother me again!” It was over. What they had wasn’t even a breakup—it had been nothing more than a transactional contract, and "over" was the only way to describe it. Her youth had been wasted and naively sold away, all under the guise of love. How foolish. The night wind stung her eyes, and her vision blurred for a moment. But she blinked quickly, forcing back the tears before they could fall. Haley hung up and immediately blocked the unfamiliar number.

His lips part like he wants to argue, to pull me back, to say my name the way he always does when he thinks he is losing me. But I step back. “I am done being your unfinished story,” I say. “This is the breakup you never allowed me to have.”

I stared away from him, clearing my throat as I tried to recall our breakup regardless of how painful it was. “Liam and I broke up because he got another girl pregnant when we first broke up,” I started, trying to find some perfect words to utter to shorten our tragic love story. “He didn’t know that a one-night stand would turn out into something more. So when the time Liam and I got back together, the girl he got pregnant with, Karen, came back to him and revealed that they will be having a baby. Liam told her that he would support the child even though they’re not together, but Karen won’t agree and he told Liam that she would file a complaint once he declined liability to both the baby a

I sat down on the couch and tucked my legs underneath me, watching the light through the window slant across the floor. "Mom?" "Yes, sweetheart?" "I think I want to tell you everything now." She froze for a heartbeat. Then nodded, the lines at the corners of her mouth softening. I stared at my hands for a moment, then lifted my gaze. "It’s about Sammy." Her mouth parted, but she said nothing. Just waited. "We broke up. On his birthday." Understanding and pity flickered across her face. "I didn’t know how to tell you, especially because of how the breakup happened."

I repeated this several times until I finally heard the notification for an incoming message. Zara replied with just a few words, but it made my heart break and my eyes swell. "I broke up with Chris. It was an amicable breakup." Despite not seeing each other, I could totally imagine her biting her lip while pretending to be strong as she fought back tears. Thinking back to that scene, I couldn't really bring myself to agree with the term "amicable breakup." Zara was a fool to still defend him after being hurt by him. She was truly a hopeless romantic and hadn't met the right person.

Every saturday morning, the sun gleamed with pride. Thaddeus sat astride the window watching as tiny rain drops trickled down the window pane, descending in the house through the tiny crack in the roof. It should have been fixed by their dad a some sunny months ago... His thoughts flew out of proportion with the hard thuds he thought he'd heard on the weak door of his small house. Almost instantly there came a rapid second thud on the door. It was also as the first, if not harder. Whoever was knocking should be grateful Sarah was not home, it would...

Let's go to somewhere and have fun. . Johnson ➡ I have to tell you something. . Helen ➡ What is it? What's wrong? . Johnson ➡ Helen you and I have to split. . Helen ➡ Split? As in.... . Johnson ➡ Break up! I'm breaking up with you. .

Biting my lip, I squinted under the glaring phone screen, before lowering the brightness to text Ever. -Are you really gonna do it? His reply arrived half a minute later. -it's for the best -I'm here for you, you know that, right? But I don't want to see either of you get hurt over sth that can be fixed -It can't be fixed -I broke up with her after you guys left -WHAT -How'd she take it?? -Well, the coffee jar is broken now -I liked that coffee -Nvm that now :'/ -But what about the dance?