Hard Rock Bottom Of Your Heart Novels & Stories

So had I. The rain kept falling. I kept walking. My feet hurt. My back hurt from sleeping on benches. My pride had died a long time ago. I ended up at the river, standing on the edge of the old dock where I used to meet clients when I was on top. The water looked black and endless. I stared at it for a long time, cigarette burning down between my fingers. This was rock bottom. Not the kind you climb out of. The kind you drown in. I had nothing left. No money. No home. No friends. No woman. No respect. Just this burning, ugly need to make her hurt the way she hurt me. To make her feel even a fraction of the emptiness I carried every single day.

"Hmph, but I want more… Send her home quickly and come to me." "You little minx. Follow me in your car later. We'll do it in the car." "You're such a bad boy!" Soon, the sounds of sticky, intimate kissing came through the line. Luna's hands trembled as she ended the call abruptly. She stared at the cake in front of her, a wave of nausea and revulsion washing over her. It felt as if something was gripping her heart, twisting it until she was breathless, dizzy, and utterly uncomfortable. Gripping the fork, she stabbed at the chocolate plaque that read "Happy 5th Anniversary," smashing it to pieces.

“I am sure of my decision today. And I know that there is no one else in this world that could take my breath away the way you do. Make my heart beat faster the way you do, make me lose my mind the way you do. You bring out the worst and the best in me. You are my existence, my heart. From this day forward, you hold my heart within the palm of your hands. And for as long as you choose, I will hold and cherish you, through sickness and health and through heaven and hell. My heart will always belong to you.” Tears were streaming down my face in a marathon. And I just smiled. “Wow” I mouthed to him, unable to use my voice.

Out of the one million possibilities I had envisioned on how my first meeting with the general would go, the last thing I’d have ever expected was for me to quite literally fall into his arms, with my dress ripped almost halfway off my body, flashi ng my black thong and staring at him in complete horror.

"I did." He stayed quiet, then suddenly softened his tone. "I was harsh the other day. I shouldn't have done that to you. It's just that Carmen sprained her ankle, and she was alone…" I stared at my laptop screen, tapping rhythmically on my keyboard. I refused to bring up that day, as there simply was no point in doing so. "Whatever. It's all in the past." Noticing the wounds on my head, Austin reached out to touch it, but I instinctively dodged him. My gaze found its way to the man I had once loved deeply. I said, "The wounds are mostly healed. Don't worry about it."

I downed the vodka, giving myself a sense of urgency, and elbowed my way towards her, determined to escape her clutches before she could reach me. I walked out onto the center of the crowded dance floor, the pulsating music reverberating through my entire body. Frantically rubbing my face with my hands, I struggled to alleviate the irritation and lightheadedness that had settled upon me. Lost in my world, I unintentionally knocked into someone as I blindly made my way through the sea of people.

he mouthed in his deep voice and held her by the waist, his teeth clenched,he pushed her deep into him. Angela's eyes widened in grief,the song in the background drumming in her head. 🎵Give me tough love Leave me with nothin' when I come down My kinda love🎵 🎵Push me and choke me 'til I pass out🎵 We don't gotta be in love, no I don't gotta be the one, no I just wanna be one of your girls tonight We don't gotta be in love, no I don't gotta be the one, no

Rock-bottom /rɒkˈbɒtəm/ at the lowest possible level. ___________________________________________________________________________ 11 / 7 / 2021 Rock bottom… A place everyone is bond to end up at , at least once in their life. It is a cold dark place where everything is black and white , time feels like it is stopped . Your body feels like it’s paralyzed , no matter how hard to try to pry yourself from under the sheets it feels like you glued to the bed. No matter how hard to try to keep a positive mindset , that one fucking dark cloud hovers over your head – constantly allowing you to feel it’s down pour as it constantly rains negativity , pain and tough times on you.

Alma added. He shook his head. "I won't let her regret it ma'am. I'm going to work hard and prove that I have no bad intentions towards the lady." Alma nodded and showed her to her room. While going out of the house, he heard a yell. He felt pain in his heart like he was stung by a bee. It's happening to him again. Not knowing who it was, he followed the direction of the noise and it happens to be Eva's room. He wondered what happened to her? In order to avoid getting into trouble on the first day of his job, he decided to leave. He doesn't understand why he felt pain when she yelled. What could be the explanation for feeling pain everytime without understanding where it's coming from?

“I pity you, Ray. You’ll never be happy because you don’t deserve it. And now I am going to throw away this stupid fish.” “Myra!” Ray shouted just as I picked up the soft toy. “You will regret it, Myra.” “Trust me I won’t.” I said. “Get me the hammer from the right drawer.” I said to Zivah. I could see the reluctance in Zivah’s eyes but she passed the hammer anyways. “Goodbye, dumbasses.” I said to them through the soft toy and then hit the innocent fish until I heard the undeniable crunch of metal breaking. Taking a deep breath, I picked up the now disheveled and torn soft and threw it out of the window.