Romans & histoires Breaker Quotes

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood.

Kenan ordered. "I don't know what you're calling me for. Then I'll excuse myself because it's time for an employee break." Kenan expected Andien to be persuasive and apologize profusely, but what he received was a statement that seemed to blame him. "Andien!" called Kenan as Andien turned around. "Yes?" Andien turned back to Kenan with an innocent and unsmiling face, making Kenan have to think hard to keep Andien in his office longer. "I want to know what you usually do during your break time," Kenan said which resulted in a frown on Andien's forehead.

My pulse hammered at the base of my skull. When Timothy slammed Myron into the ground with a roar, my heart lurched painfully. “Myron!” I blurted, stepping forward without meaning to. His head snapped toward me. That split second of attention cost him. Timothy’s fist arced down, fueled by rage and momentum. “Myron—move!” He barely rolled out of the way. The mat cracked under the force of Timothy’s strike. Gasps tore through the watching crowd. Something inside me snapped. “STOP!” I shouted, my voice cracking through the room more like a cry than a command.

I did break so much of rules for him and I never regret that. And now when I see him, I feel proud that I broke those rules of my own. When I feel him on my arms I feel that sometimes breaking your rules bring you happiness in life along with the risks and sometimes when you break the rules, unexpected result might show up and might take your life to next level.

I opened his message and my smile faded. From: Baby ‘Stop calling. Leave me alone! It's over between us.’ My eyes are watering again, and I cried my heart out. Why is he doing this to me? Did I do something wrong? I gave it my all! Is it not enough? I picked up my phone and typed. To: Baby 'Why are you breaking up with me? Did I do something wrong? Am I missing out on something?'

I asked in a whisper of a breath so I didn’t crack in half from the pain. He knew what I meant, and gave me a sympathetic smile before dealing my fate. “Indefinitely. You’ll be on the medication until we get you going with some serious trauma therapy. This episode, this ‘parataxic distortion’ you experienced, it will come back. It always does until it’s dealt with. But with how fragile you are right now, we have to wait until you can handle it because it will dig at your core and bring up all sorts of nasty memories you’ve suppressed and buried for years.” Just say it…say the word… Broken. A step away from being institutionalized.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

"And I need to get to work with an open mind." “I am resting.” I failed horribly at holding back my laughter. God, I had missed this. "I wasn't planning to fuck you though," he said, "we can't be fucking every other day like animals, can we, my love?" "But..." he then added, "These two weeks won't be good for you I promise." He let me go right then. "The game is over," he said shortly, "hurry up get prepared I'd stop you by when I'm going down town."

But enough to infuriate the animal inside me. A crack sounded beside me. I looked down. My right boot had broken through the earth. The ground beneath it had fractured from the force of my weight. Cassian noticed. “You cross early, you lose her.” “She cannot be lost.” “You can still be disqualified.”

Even though I hadn't been paying full attention, a few rules had managed to stick. "In case you forgot, dating a teacher is strictly prohibited, handsome." I turned back around to face them. They were frantically trying to fix their clothes. The guy froze mid-buttoning when he realized I hadn't left yet. He turned toward me, his wide eyes locking onto mine as he took me in. I cleared my throat. "But hey, whatever. Rules are meant to be broken." He looked away and resumed buttoning his shirt. I let out a sharp sigh. "Next time, be more careful. Not everyone is as nice as I am," I deadpanned.