Break Up Texts For Her Novels & Stories

I warned and stormed out of the bar. All girls are the same, they are behind us because of the money. Once they feel there is no use for them, they will change them like a dress. I can't believe this!!. How could someone behave likes this cheapy pointless ass? I thought I was deeply in love with her, but I didn't feel the pain when I broke up with her. Somehow I feel relaxed. I gulped down my whole drinks in one shot and laid down on my bed thinking all her bullshit and betrayal before drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

He asked observing her troubled face . “It just that ...I don’t how how to say this but I will anyways ..”She started .”We should break up “She dropped the bomb . “Wha ...What !”He was completely taken aback . “Don’t try to convince me otherwise ,Have made up my mind “She said sadly . “Bu ..but why ?,Have I done something wrong ?,You don’t love me anymore ?,You found a better guy ...,You think am not good enough..?,You ....”

“You scared the shit out of me. What’re you doing here?” “I live here,” I said slowly before reaching out to catch her arm. “Are you okay?” “No,” she wailed, burying the heels of her palms into her eye sockets. “I did it. I broke up with him. I told him to go shove it where the sun didn’t shine. Oh my God, JuJu. What am I going to do?” “Well, first you’re going to sit down,” I told her gently as I took her arm and led her toward the couch. “Then you’re going to drink the cup of hot tea I make you and you’ll tell me all about it.”

she muttered to herself with a scoff. I said nothing, letting the silence between us stay there just enough for her to continue because I feared now that if I interrupted, she may not continue anymore. She blew out a shaky breath, placing the glass back down. “He broke up with me,” she said. “Just like that. No warning, no real reason… at least, none that made sense to me or any sane person.” She said.

Thαt I wαs tired. And then I sαw the wαy her fαce chαnged. Her body pulled bαck‚ her voice crαcked. She stαrted whispering shit αbout how I didn’t wαnt her αnymore‚ αbout mαybe I’d gotten it somewhere else‚ fuck‚ thαt broke me.

“Ex!” she screamed right back, heaving, chest rising and falling like she couldn’t get enough air. “Ex-boyfriend, Noah! We’re through! We broke up!” “We took a fucking break!” “That’s the same goddamn thing!” Her voice cracked on the last word and the sound of it hit me harder than any punch she could’ve thrown. She was shaking now, full-body tremors, tears streaming, hands balled into fists at her sides like she didn’t know whether to hit me or hold herself together.

He could see that her eyes were slightly red and puffy. He knows women are extremely sensitive. He texted and called her every day, but today he suddenly became silent, so she would be confused and sad. “I'm sorry, no matter how busy I am in the future, I will text you.” After saying that, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, so tightly that it made her feel like they were about to become one. How can she tell him? What reason could she give to break up with him? He loves her so fiercely and passionately, how can he accept letting go of her?

CRACK, SHATTER She pulled away from him, breaking out of his grip, tears streaming down her face and looked behind her, seeing the mug broken into small pieces. “Awe look what you did, you broke it,” Fress taunted, smiling at her, “Well at least Beau won't receive such a cheap present from a woman who claims to love him so much.” She looked back at him, smacking him across the face, and pushed him out of the way, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. She walked towards the elevator, her mind in a lost daze. “What's wrong,” He mocked, “I thought you were going to wait for Beau? Don't you want to tell him everything… I'm sure he'll want to know.”

Justin spoke those cutting words with subtle sarcasm, yet his smile remained as gentle as a spring breeze, as if there was no malice behind them at all. He continued, "Moreover, she is no longer yours. You should make it a clean break since you wanted to break up with her. Or I'll really get mad."

Her knee bumps mine playfully. “Oh honey, you look like you’ve been through absolute hell,” she says. Her voice carries that cheerful lilt that could brighten a funeral. She grabs both my hands. Her fingers are warm and firm and grounding. I nod. The lump in my throat starts to loosen under her steady gaze. She tilts her head. Her hazel eyes sparkle with curiosity. “Spill it. All of it.” I take a shaky breath. The words tumble out before I can stop them. “José and I broke up last night. It’s been coming for a while, but it’s really done now.”