Breakup Fight Novels & Stories

Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed I close the app before I can read more. But the damage is done. Now everyone knows Jules waited for me, confronted me, screamed at me in public. Now everyone knows she's broken. And I'm the one who broke her. My wrapped hand throbs. I unwrap it carefully, examining the cuts in the dim light from my phone. They're not deep, just painful. Nothing compared to what I did to her. The thought keeps circling. No matter how I try to justify my choices—protecting my scholarship, maintaining team unity, giving her a chance to move on—it always comes back to the same truth.

… More and more people started messaging me to ask if it was true. Instead of replying to the messages, I simply posted a single update. "We broke up." After Julius had seen everything, he stormed toward Cameron and punched him in the face. "You scumbag! How could you do this to Gwen?" The scene descended into chaos. Everyone scrambled for the exits, while quite a few of our ex-classmates tried to break up the fight. In the end, our old teachers managed to calm things down. Without even glancing at Cameron's bruised, swollen face, I gently wiped the blood from Julius' forehead.

"Stop it!" Ryan burst through the door and saw Clara on her knees, crying about how the pup was innocent. He immediately jumped to the conclusion that I was trying to kick her out or force her to have an abortion. Without thinking, Ryan shoved me aside. He was so desperate to get to Clara that he didn't check his strength. I went flying, chair and all, slamming hard into the floor. My head cracked against the corner of the wall, and the edge of the chair jabbed violently into my lower abdomen.

No matter what happened, she had to remember that she was still really angry with him. "You can't blame me for all that, Joey" she said, trying to make him understand, "I had a bad break up with Jeremy and I ....." "I'm not Jeremy...." Joey said a little harshly, his fingers digging into her arm. "I know you are not, jerk" Penny replied. For some reason she felt her voice crack. Oh no. She wasn't going to cry. She shouldn't cry. Too late, but her eyes were misty now and the tears were already falling. Stupid. Stupid. She thought as she pulled away from him. Realizing that he was hurting her, Joey released her immediately.

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.

"Hurry and change. Lydia will get scared if she sees you like this." I took the clothes without responding and walked into the bathroom. Hot water slammed against my torn back, and pain shot through me. I gasped, clutching the sink to keep from collapsing. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Torn flesh, bruises, and a face drained of all color. Exhaustion and despair etched into every line. And then I laughed. I laughed until tears spilled down my face. The drug trial would begin.

Ellie thinks to herself and attacks again. Low growls, the sound of punches, and painful grunts cause the room to start filling up, as people watch the two in amazement. As minutes go by, the fight becomes harder, but strangely, their strength match. Zane and Ellie are breathing hard, sweating profusely, and they have bleeding marks here and there, but neither of them is willing to back down. Both wants to win. "You want to tell me my little girl can hold a fight than my sons" Ellie's father turns to his boys and gives them disappointing looks.

Camille asked me so I followed what she pointed to and saw the dumb man smiling while holding a woman by the waist, I think this is what Drake, his ex, was saying. "I don't know? Maybe that's one of his flings." I said. "She's not pretty though, I didn't know that Kevyn's taste has changed." I laughed because of Camille's comment. Later, the fool came to us with the woman. "Oh hi Kevyn." Camille greeted him. "Hi Camille, how are you?" he asked more. "I'm still pretty, I didn't know you and Ash were already broke up." "A month ago, but we haven't talked properly, you know that's too bitter."

It’s not like he’s a stranger to me anymore. Me, Ella and Aubrey had just made up since our fight and I’ve started working on control my emotional outbursts more. It’s not right to take out my emotions on that just because I feel overwhelmed in the moment. It’s not right. “What do you guys want to watch?” I ask, turning to the two of them as I scroll through the N*****x selections in my movie room. “Um, it doesn’t really matter to me.” Ella replied. As I go to find a good comedy movie for us to enjoy, the sound of my phone vibrating catches my attention, completely distracting me from what I was doing. My eyes look down at the screen, having happiness shoot through me as I read over Jack’s m

It had to stop, all of it had to stop. - Please, I know it's been hard, but I can't take this anymore. The fighting, Portia, all of it, I don't want any of it anymore. Come home, come with me, let's talk. She looked at him, making every second without an answer become torture for him. - Okay. - - And what happened to Conell? - she asked in the car as they were on their way to James's house. - I broke up with him a few days ago.