Dream Crushed Novels & Stories

Until I can find a way out of this mess, I’ll just have to suffer. Crystal As I scrambled through the rain with tears running down my cheeks, all I could think about was everything I’ve endured over the past few months with Draven. The emotional abuse. The way he’s made me hate myself even more. Right now, I just wish I would die. Everything bad always happens to me. Always. The rain is supposed to feel freeing—but it feels like fire against my skin, burning into my body. I wish I could run back in time and change everything. Draven is sick. I don’t understand how he sleeps at night. How can he look in the mirror, knowing he’s a monster? I understand why he might hate me, but he’s stooped to

A dance won't hurt right. I nodded. He grabbed my hand and we started dance. It was a music where people have to grind on each other. I danced like i've never danced before. I felt someone's eyes burning holes into my soul, but I ignored it and continue to dance with the guy. That night I broke my promises to never drink alcohol. But I drank like I never drank before. I don't know how we manage to come home save. But thank God we did. ___________ Hope you liked it!! Love. A

Dante was a little sad, she sounded so cryptic and cold toward the idea of trusting someone. Mj sighed again deeply and Dante could feel the weight of the world in her words “It doesnt matter if its one night of fun or years of torture they Dante they all end the same” She forced out a curt laugh “I have been a bartender long enough to have heard plenty of heartbreak and I have observed people for enough time to see that everything turns out with hurt feelings or broken promises but they are all the same Dante,” he could feel the nausea radiating from her words as she continued her heart breaking explination “they end, it always end’s, so why give someone the opportunity to hurt you?” Mj did

It was too little, too late, and too worthless. Finally, after I once again took the flowers, threw them down, and stomped on them, he dropped the act. "Vivian! Just because I'm playing nice, it doesn't mean you can push your luck! Didn't you leave the car with me to avoid cutting off all ties with me, so that I'd come and see you? Why are you pretending to be above it all now? You disgust me!"

Damian crushed the drive under his heel. The blue light died. Silence. Alex lay trembling, covered in sweat, tears streaming down his face. Damian pulled him into his arms immediately, holding him so tightly it hurt. “I’ve got you,” he whispered over and over. “I’ve got you. You’re back. You’re mine. You’re you.” Alex clung to him, sobbing. “It used me… it made me… I felt everything…” “I know. But you fought it. You won. You came back to me.”

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”

Once again Andien felt broken and humiliated and she didn't even have the self-respect to stand up to the world. Andien's eyes flashed as she stared at the waves rolling beneath her. As if to warn Kenan who kept walking, Andien screamed and then threw herself into the water and she had no intention of swimming. All Andien wanted was to be lost forever. Kenan continued to laugh without any intention of seeing Andien's condition so he didn't know that Andien had disappeared in the water. The morning sunlight touched Kenan's face through the window he had left open. "Andien!"

Then CeCe and Lexi both said oh and then went silent. "Don't sweat it, he isn't the one. I guess now you will probably get over him now right?" Lexi asked me with concern. She knew most of all how much I liked Mason. How every day since I was twelve that I dreamt me and him would be together. Now though, that dream had crashed and burn. I sighed and told them that yes, I would move on; and I meant it to. Because when I got off the phone with Lexi and CeCe, I checked the one text messaged I had got. I opened the text message and saw that a number I did not know messaged me. I then read what the message said.

The sense of dread she had been experiencing was easing. Am I starting to accept that he isn’t coming back? That thought sent daggers stabbing at her heart. Gaia caught her breath and clutched her chest. After a moment, the sensation subsided. What the fuck was that? Is the stress of it all giving me a damn heart attack? Gaia wanted to cry, but she was so tired of crying. She didn’t want to hurt anymore. She wanted happiness that lasted more than a few minutes at a time. Gaia prayed one day she’d find that kind of happiness again.

"My favorite team has a bout tonight. It's actually a double header, but I wanted to go to see High Rollers battle it out against Bone Breakers." "I take it you're a High Rollers fan?" She blushed a warm shade of embarrassment, and her eyes softened in the cutest way. "Actually, I'm a Grim D. Mise fan. She happens to be a High Roller." "What's a Grim D. Mise? Keep in mind, I know nothing about roller derby."