Broken Like You Novels & Stories

How was that even possible when they hadn’t found a body? They went on and on, displaying grief they never felt, while I grappled with the lengths they were willing to go just to erase me. My brakes had failed. And now that I thought about it, my Jeep had been in perfect condition—even though I barely used it. How could the brakes have suddenly stopped working? And why were they so quick to declare me dead? I thought I had known heartbreak before. But this—this shredded my heart completely, setting it ablaze with red-hot pain. Wounds that nothing could heal except vengeance.

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

He looked at me hurt. "Mia," he began. "DON'T." I burst out, "DON'T YOU DARE! I SLAPPED THE GUY I LOVED BECAUSE OF YOU! I GOT MY HEART BROKEN BECAUSE OF YOU! DAMIEN IS LEAVING ME BECAUSE OF YOU!" I laughed humourlessly, "I was such a blind person." I held onto my hair tight, "such a blind person to not see this! Your true side...I always thought of you as the guy who could never harm anyone...BUT YOU ARE A MONSTER. HOW CAN YOU ENJOY PLAYING WITH PEOPLE'S FEELINGS. HOW CAN YOU BE SO RUTHLESS."

But then she stopped and turned to face him again as if she forgot to say something. "And by the way, I never regret breaking up with you, don’t overdo it Lyken," she smiled sweetly and her voice came out naturally. Jada then went straight to her room while Lyken was rooted in his place. After everything she said so far, that last statement was the most heartbreaking. Of course, she really won't regret breaking up with him after what she saw. Who wouldn’t when everything she saw scarred her heart? Someone tapped Lyken’s shoulder, it was Kobe. Then Honey hugged him, she was crying. He knew she's hurt seeing her best friend like this. It was the same for him.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

"Whatever happens. Whatever you become. Whatever I become. I will be here, and I will fight for you, and I will not let you face anything alone. That is the only promise I can make, and it is the only one that matters." I broke then. Not gracefully, not beautifully—the way I'd imagined strong women breaking in books, with single tears and dignified silence. I broke ugly, gasping, my body curling inward as sobs tore through me with a violence that felt like it might split me open. I grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, pulling him closer, burying my face in his neck where his pulse beat steady and real against my lips.

Monique "I'm not broken," I said quietly, the words escaping my lips like a confession I wasn’t sure I believed. I wanted to... God, I wanted to. Because what is a broken person, really? Is it someone who cries at night and hides it in the morning? Someone who gives their heart to someone and watches them shatter it without warning? If so, maybe I was broken. But I didn’t want to be. “I know you’re not,” Marcus said gently, his voice solid and sure.

My mind adds the phrase “not anymore.” Immediately, I answered the call. It's the haunted sound of her cry and the trembling of her lips as she speaks. “I’m broken. I feel totally stupid and hurt right now because Ben just broke up with me. I saw it coming, Denver.” Fuck, the way she mentioned my name with the haunted sounds from her lips.