Don't Be Sad It's Over Novels & Stories

"Katrina, heartbreaks don't kill, and if you already know what you are in for, it won't hurt all that much, take me for example, I already moved on, trust me you will get over it, but what you won't ever get over is the fact that you never gave it a chance because of your fears, I don't know about you, but I can't live with regretting not doing something, I rather bear the pain and get over it knowing I did something, than regret not doing it at all, but then again at the end of the day, you always have to make your choices no matter what anyone else says. If you understand me," "Yes, I understand Jord, thanks a lot, and I am sorry for keeping you away from your date," "Nah, don't be sorry,

Five days after I saved my girlfriend from an unhinged, violent patient, the wound on my arm tore open and got infected again. I wanted her to drive me to the hospital, but she spared me a glance before refusing, citing the need to avoid her being seen treating family. Left with no choice, I took a cab to the hospital by myself. Dizzy and weak from a burning fever, I lost my footing and tumbled down the stairs, injuring my foot in the fall. At that exact moment, my supposedly busy girlfriend, Stella Sloan, was gently supporting her young male intern and passing right by me to cut in line for emergency treatment. A nearby nurse quickly tried to smooth things over for her. “Dr. Sloan takes

I said, my breath coming out short as I shook my head. Chris looked at me before moving closer, “So, then here?” I looked up at him trying to keep calm. “No, I only let you come over to tell you that... that we’re over... I’m done with this; us.” Chris reached out to put his hands on my neck, brushing his fingers on my jaw. “Is this because I haven’t been around much? You know, you've been a bit weird too and don't think I haven't noticed.”

"So it's gonna be forever Or it's gonna go down in flames You can tell me when it's over If the high was worth the pain Got a long list of ex-lovers They'll tell you I'm insane 'Cause you know I love the players And you love the game"I sang screaming on top of my lungs. Noah started this whole game with his dick ass of a best friend Dickens and I was going to end it. Speaking of Dickens,I still had people investigating on his whereabouts but so far I got nothing.

I said and she swallowed " It's over between us " "Lyssa* " Don't" she stopped me from taking a step forward. " It's over" she repeated. " I'm done, you're done, that's it" "I'm sorry" "Sorry won't fix things Rev" "We've both moved on with our lives, there's no need coming back together" I've not moved on, I've bit been able, not since the day she left, till now. Not one bit.

“We’ll make sure tonight is all about you. No thoughts of Jade, no tears. Just fun.” I think for a moment and agree. “Okay. Let’s do it.” I really need it. I can’t keep crying all the time over those assholes. No matter how impossible it seems, I have to move on. I won’t let them ruin my life. ***

I knew I shouldn't be upset, but I couldn't help it. I had loved him, after all. And watching someone you once loved betray you right in front of your face hurts like hell. I told myself to forget it and just endure a little longer. This would be the last time I ever let him make me feel this way. Thank God I got to live again. Thank God I had the chance to stay away from trash like him. Later that night, Byron stood behind me in the room and said, "Bethany, once we get to Centraford, you and Lisa should switch identities."

"How touching! Take her and go. Don't mess up my wedding." ... "Ms. Brown, I didn't mean to bother you," Lauren coughed. "They disappeared, and I thought I was abandoned again. I'm so insecure. You get it, right?" The rims of her eyes were red, and her face was pale. Her frail act was Oscar-worthy. No wonder she had the Quinn brothers hooked. I couldn't pull that off, nor did I want to compete with her. It was pointless.

This isn’t over. Not even close.

Let it be irreversible. Let this end.