Can't Hurt Me Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

How can he hurt me? ************************* I just woke up and I realized whom I bed with last night. I trailed my hands on the mattress if he was still with me but instead of grabbing his hands, I found a letter. I cupped my head as I got up from my bed. I think a drink a lot of whiskeys last night. "Urghhh" I mumbled to ease the pain. I'm still half asleep while reading It. "Hi, I had fun last night. Call me if you need some company.

If I don’t, then I am just a stupid person. I knew my mind was fucked up right now so I started drinking as I went downstairs. But Hailey came down. “Hurt me,” she said. I thought that I didn’t hear. “Hm?” I asked. “Hurt me, but don’t drink. Please” I couldn’t believe she was asking me to hurt her? “Why do you think hurting you is any good?” I asked the most sensible question. “Because both of the things will help you keep your mind off... everything”

I would have bled for a chance to read them. I’d never met a single person who even recognized her name. But there it was, sitting on his shelf. I glanced from the book to my hands, then back again. My brain screamed at me to leave, and walk away. But I couldn’t. I just wanted to touch it just once. Just for a second. What’s the harm? I stepped closer, stretching onto the tips of my toes, my fingers barely grazing the book. Almost there. “Just a little—”

At times like this,I would call Ada and she would comfort me but today,I quarrelled with her and I knew that I will wake up with big black heavy eyes tomorrow morning, with sharp stinging pains from crying. Hello😁😁😋,my dear readers, I hope you're enjoying my book. Who would have thought Ada and Tamara will blow hot like this Even though Tamara is saying the truth. Well,we are like Ada sometimes, fighting the truth and dying from immerse pains. Please comment and let me know what you think about "NO HARM". Laters readers😁😁😘

why scientists never created anything to remove bitter memories? I started to take 3 deep breaths to calm myself down otherwise I know I will end up crying my eyes again, my head already hurts because of dehydration. I will try my best this time to prove my worth to myself. x x x please add this book to your library and drop your comments, Happy Reading!

Lucy POV I almost forgot what I need to buy for groceries because of the sudden presence of Kent. I tried to act cool in front of him but deep inside, I have torn apart, broken into pieces, helpless, and damaged. He's the one who made my life miserable. If he didn't hit in me, fooled and betrayed me, everything is perfect even he's not with me. Yes, I admit, I trusted him with my life and it's the biggest mistake made in my life.

And because, my boss' wife was the easiest kid to mess with, i had ruined her night as well. I slammed the book shut and closed my eyes. I am a horrible person. I don't think it matters that I'm trying to be better, that I'm working on myself every single day. Because at the end of the day, i was still the horrible person that caused a lot of innocent people pain. And no matter how good i am today, i can never change the fact that i had ruined lives, just because mine was already ruined. I opened my eyes as tears slipped down my cheeks and onto the pink cover of my drawing book. My gaze landed on the door and i couldn't help but think about the man sleeping on the other side of it.

“I don’t want to hurt anyone.” The book offers no comfort. I close it gently this time and set it on the desk, as far from me as possible without throwing it out the window. I swing my legs off the bed and rub my arms, trying to chase away the cold creeping into my bones. “I’ll leave,” I decide quietly. “Before it gets worse.” The words feel final. Heavy. Real. I start to stand and then I feel it. A shift. Not inside me. Outside. The hairs on my arms rise. My heart stutters.

“I don’t understand why you are telling me all this now, what am I supposed to do with that? you hurt me, and you know you did, and you are telling me this now. what do you want me to do with it when the damage is already done? If it was written on all your faces that you will one day hurt me, believe me, I would have run for the hills, but it was not and can’t predict the future. So, tell me, what the hell do you want me to do?” He looked like he didn’t expect all that I said, I didn’t expect to say it as well, but I was tired, I truly was. These were all people I trusted and brought int my circle of life. I never thought they would hurt me and if I went around in life thinking that everyon

Everyone I got close to ended up hurt. “You don’t have to be fine,” he said softly. “Not here. Not with me.” “I can’t—” My throat closed up. “My mom is gone. Your brother tried to kill us. And I’m standing in your kitchen at 3 AM, trying to pretend none of it happened because if I start feeling it, I might never stop.” “Then don’t stop.” He stepped closer, and I could smell his cologne, faint but still there. “Feel it. Break. I’ll be here to pick up the pieces.”