Cut My Life Into Pieces By Papa Roach Novels & Stories

Out of nowhere, Vivi lunged at me, a knife clenched in her hand. Harvey shouted, "WATCH OUT!" and threw himself between us. The sickening sound of metal hitting flesh echoed as his face twisted in pain, blood soaking his clothes. People around us screamed. Vivi's vicious glare crumbled into panic, her hands shaking. "Harvey! I didn't mean to hurt you! That wretch came back from the dead! I thought if I killed her, we could still have a future—"

It felt like they were going to eat me alive, burying me under their questions, judgments, and disgust. I was trapped. Andre and Lola tried pulling people back, but they couldn’t do much. The crowd was too thick and too loud. My own friends were helpless. Then,there was a big bang! A loud slam echoed across the room. Everyone froze. Heads turned backward. Silence fell. It came from Jack’s desk. He barely spoke to anyone, he's always quiet and usually kept to himself. I think he played the piano sometimes with a few other music kids. But today,his voice was louder than any chord he’d ever played.

Just before the bomb exploded, I closed my eyes in despair and sent one final message through mind-link. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I hereby sever my Mate Bond with you." And with that, I cut the mind-link.

"Great. Then, hand over the company. We built it together, and I own part of it." He went quiet again. This time, he couldn't say a word. Meanwhile, the post kept gaining traction, sparking wave after wave of debate. When the time finally came, I uploaded the DNA report, proving Roxanne wasn't Dad's biological daughter, along with the medical documents confirming Mom had been poisoned all those years ago. The post detailed how Roxanne and Miranda had killed Mom and how they had tormented me throughout my childhood. Within an hour, the post went viral. The police took notice and reopened Mom's case. Just as I had expected, they found evidence that Miranda had poisoned her.

I'll walk through fire to save my life And I want it, I want my life so bad I'm doin' everything I can And another one bites the dust It's hard to lose a chosen one You did not break me I'm still fighting for peace Oh, I've got thick skin and an elastic heart But your blade, it might be too sharp I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard Yeah, I may snap when I move fast You won't see me fall apart 'Cause I've got an elastic heart Oh, and I've got thick skin and an elastic heart But your blade, it might be too sharp I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard But I may snap when I move fast But you won't see me fall apart No, 'cause I've got an elastic heart And I've got thick skin a

Going toward the drawers I grab the scissors and start cutting my hair "You think your so fucking special huh" I cry out as I take another strand and cut it off "Well news flash you're not, you're really not you're just sick" I take another strand and cut it off "You're broken" I cut off another strand "You're unlovable" I cut off another strand "You're pathetic" I cut off another strand "And most importantly you're useless ... you're not -you're j-just your- oh my god" I drop the scissors and just sob drop onto floor. Crying I start picking up all the pieces of my hair

’ I say as Edmond comes to sit beside me. ‘I love you mate’ I tell him as I stare up at him, right through his eyes. ‘I love you too a billion times’ he says as he devours my mouth. My life is so full now and I would never exchange this for nothing in the world. If there is one thing I have learnt, it is that nothing really is impossible because if a broken Pieces of a heart could be fixed, then everything can be fixed once you find the right people. The end.

When he couldn't hear the sound any more, his rage suddenly burst through and he flung the glass at the wall. *

" After the stream ended, the tide turned completely. Craig's company was buried under a wave of cancellations. Partners pulled out one after another. He posted a public apology that night, but it didn't matter. Police took him in for questioning the next morning. Aunt Sandra saw the stream from her hospital bed and tore out her oxygen tube, trying to get up and come after me. She made it as far as the edge of the bed before she went down hard, splitting her wound back open, screaming in pain. Wade's bank accounts were frozen. He slunk back to the hospital with nowhere else to go. I thought it was over. Then Aunt Sandra posted a video from her bed. She was crying, real tears this time, holdi

But he daily wished this day would come soon. “ For every single day that I missed my parents, for every pain that my parents had suffered in his hands, for every night that I’ve woken up, haunted by nightmares, for my every pain, he will pay! He will pay!” Devlin roared in a sudden fury, smashed with rage, the jug which was on the table fell down, breaking into tiny pieces!