Hate To See Your Heart Break Paramore Novels & Stories

"This is a crossroads. We must be vigilant and make the right choices." As we watched, the portal shifted, showing the city of Eclisia in all its glory, then transitioning to scenes of chaos and destruction. It was a stark reminder of the stakes we were up against. Suddenly, a soft hum emanated from my pocket. Pulling out the broken pendant, I noticed it vibrated in response to the Heartstone. "It's resonating with the Heartstone's frequency," Morana observed. "Perhaps it can give us a clue or guide us to the other half."

Her broken self, her betrayed self. She leaned against the counter, sliding down until she was seated on the cool tile floor. What the hell was wrong with Eamon? She thought bitterly. How dare he? How dare he decide to pounce on her vulnerability, on her heartbreak? Did he think she would welcome his presence, his offers of comfort, as if he could fix the raw wound that Marcus and Tiara had inflicted on her life?

It took everything I had not to fall back into that chair and break down in front of everyone. But not here. Not now. Just a little longer. Hold it together a little longer. Then I could go home. Lock the doors. Fall apart in the dark. Cry until I couldn’t breathe, until I emptied out every last emotion burning holes through my chest. I hated crying. But I needed this one. I needed this release or my heart would shatter under the pressure. It already was. I had so much to mourn. Amber. Our broken bond. The child I never got to know.

"I'm sure you know how much I hate being misunderstood by someone I trusted," I said. I watched Helga stammer in panic, but my heart stayed cold. I thought I'd finally feel satisfied once she knew the truth, realized her mistake, and apologized. Even so, the misery lingered. The scars on my face were nothing, but my hands were ruined now. I'd never play the piano again. She'd destroyed the one thing I loved most without a second thought. Of course, I'd never get over this.

He even convinced the system to play the role of a fictitious first love to deepen the wound. To provoke me even more, the system chose an appearance similar to my eyes. The effect was significant. In the days that followed, it seemed like I was the only one suffering. But in reality, we were torturing each other. Still, there was something strange about me. My love was deep, but my hatred was shallow. So Freddie had no choice but to get rid of the camellia tree we had planted together, the symbol of our bond. When the petals fell, my Heartbreak Level soared to almost 90.

Leaning close to my ear, she taunted in a low voice, "You were outside the door last night. Why hide? Did it finally sunk in that you don't deserve Elias, you worthless crap?" Humiliation surged through me, and I clenched my fists, asking, "Laura, why do you hate me so much?" "I just can't stand you! Why should you get everything—parents, a doting brother—without lifting a damn finger, while I had to grow up alone with no parents? "You pick up dances so fast, and Ms. Wilkes even points to you as the one to follow. But no matter how much I practice, she keeps telling me I'm not cut out for dancing.

Our eyes meet in the screen of his phone and Calum says, “I know it was a mistake, so we won’t talk about it. We will pretend it never happened.” My heart breaks into so many pieces. It stings. I am half-certain that was his plan. To painfully pass his point across to me. I fucking hate him. He might be handsome but he has an ugly heart. I avert my eyes once he taps on the record button. As soon as he begins to sing, the broken pieces of my heart align themselves into a whole and I don’t hate him anymore.

Relief exists I find it when I am cut I may seem crazy Or painfully shy And these scars wouldn’t be so hidden If you would just look me in the eye I feel alone here and cold here Though I don’t want to die But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside I do not want to be afraid I do not want to die inside just to breathe in I’m tired of feeling so numb Relief exists I find it when I am cut Pain I am not alone I am not alone I’m not a stranger No, I am yours With crippled anger And tears that still drip sore But I do not want to be afraid I do not want to die inside just to breathe in I’m tired of feeling so numb Relief exists I found it when I was cut -Arcade by Duncan Lau

Maybe I know, somewhere deep in my soul That love never lasts And we've got to find other ways to make it alone Or keep a straight face I felt a tear falling from my eye. Luckily, George was as shocked as everyone in the room. Jazmin sang the song of Paramore like the original one singing it. "I've got a tight grip on reality But I can't let go of what's in front of me here I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up Leave me with some kind of proof; it's not a dream, oh."

Lana:" Hey, promise me that you would never leave me!" Kai Schneider:" Yes, I promise. " Lana:" If you broke the promise? " Kai Schneider::" Do you want to punish me?". Lana:" No, no. I won't do it." Kai Schneider:" Then, what is it?" Lana:" I would die after you leave me and you would never find someone else like me. Even though you do find her? She's not yours. " Kai Schneider:" Haha, you are joking. It's impossible. I am a heartbreaker, not a loser. Even if a man falls in love with me, that's impossible. I would be fine and not miserable like what you said. "