Fix Me Im Broken Novels & Stories

That I had done something wrong. I walked to the drawer where I had thrown my phone. The one I had smashed against the wall days ago. I took it out. The screen was covered in spiderweb cracks. The glass sparkled in the dim light. I pressed the power button. For a moment nothing happened. Then it lit up. The cracks distorted the light, making everything look fractured and wrong. Just like me. My heart was pounding. This felt more terrifying than any business deal I had ever made. More frightening than any confrontation. This was admitting defeat. This was admitting that I was broken. That I could not fix myself.

I wanted to give her my all, but what can a broken man do? You don't whine or complain about how you can't do things that you want to do because you are broken. A broken man can seek help and get fixed, whining is not an option. I was willing to fix myself regardless… “We have a wedding to plan!”. I walked off to the counter as I went to down a bottle of wine for myself. I kept on thinking about Desiree and how I wanted to make things right. I didn't know how to… I need more than just empty promises. I need effort, intention and actions.

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."

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

Richard's voice cut through the dissonance, a determined resolve underlining his words, "We can't let the disruptor control our destiny. There must be a way to break free from its insidious influence." As we pressed forward, the disruption's dance became a chaotic symphony, and the celestial voice whispered a final cryptic warning, "The disruptor's machinations blur the boundaries between truth and illusion. Navigate its illusions wisely, for within the enigma's heart, the fate of your cosmic journey hangs in the balance."

I was sure. "It hurts Gabriel. It hurts a lot. First dad, then Cyrus and now you. You all have left me alone. Who am i? A nobody to anyone. I feel myself a whore. A home breaking whore. I broke everything. I destroyed every happiness. I was the reason your pho had to leave you. Everyone can see their loss. Their pain. Why no one ever look back at me?

"You should be grateful that you can help Alex live like a normal person again, instead of standing here complaining. "If I hear you complain again, we're getting divorced. "Besides, you're useless now. Without me, you're nothing." Seeing that I remained silent, Josie sneered and shoved a bag of ointment into my hands before walking away. She probably thought I was afraid. But she forgot that the excessive sleeping pills had already caused my organs to fail. I wouldn't even live long enough to see the day we divorced. The day after Josie left, I received a call from my mother.

Me three. ***

One day, I'll go play with the stars, But remember, do not cry, I beg of you. Maybe I'm cracked in the head, But you make me feel peace. You make me feel like fantasies, Do come true. You're a world undiscovered, I see you and I see love. Maybe I'm too broken to be fixed, But with you, I feel whole. Remember when I said you didn't make me happy? I lied, just to let you go. But you stuck, tighter than glue. I guess, this is love. I'm writing this, At 3:40am in the morning,

"I can find my own parts." "I know you can. I'm not offering to find them for you. I'm offering to point you at a guy who's got a set of used Teins for a hundred bucks that'll change your car's life, and I'm going that direction anyway." He paused. "Unless the idea of walking next to me for two minutes is genuinely unbearable to you, in which case, barn four, ask for a guy named Earl, tell him I sent you, he'll cut you a deal."