He Begged For My Love After Breaking My Heart Novels & Stories

says Morrtemis before she and my mother disappear. The moment they’re gone I fall to my knees and let the tears fall freely and begin sobbing uncontrollably. Each sob feels like a blade piercing my heart. So this is what a broken heart feels like. I trusted him. I gave him every opportunity and he threw it in my face. Who does this to someone they love? People were right; the Gods truly are cruel.

How hard his life has been these past one and half year? "Please don't stop loving me," He begged me that night. He promised that he would never push me away and I promised that I am not leaving him. We both broke our promises. It's high time I mend them back. I shouldn't let him make me think that his life would be more easy without me. Maybe it would. But Bash and I are fated. Of course, most of it is written by him. I will write the rest.

The place was near the woods so it was almost an isolated place. “Give me a chance to mend your broken heart.You know why hearts broke so that someone can mend it. If I'm not a bad person then give me a chance to mend your heart. I like you, and trust me I won't break your heart. If I ever do then you can kill me with your bare hands.”

“I just want to leave this world, and you can’t even give me that.” Her words hit harder than anything else, each one unraveling a piece of me. I had broken her. And now, even in her pain, even in her despair, she was pleading for something I couldn’t give her. I couldn’t let her go, not like this. Not when I was the one who had destroyed everything between us. “No, I can’t,” I said, my voice raw, shaky. “Because I love you…”

I pleaded. “None of those feels worth it without you by my side. Emma, the house is too lonely, too cold for me. I want nothing more than to be in your good books, better still, to have what we had back, even better.” “I love you, from the bottom of my broken, shattered, black heart.” I begged, rubbing her sexy pink feet. “I swear I didn't mean to get too attached, I can't imagine what I make you feel right now, I feel like shit myself…”

he said, grabbing my hand and slapping his face with it, tears welling up as he pleaded, "But please, don’t leave me, Zendaya." He enlisted everyone around him to beg me to stay, swearing that this was the first and only time he’d ever crossed that line. My gut told me that our relationship should end, but giving up on nine years of love felt like tearing out a part of myself. It was not something I could do lightly. Therefore, I chose to forgive him. However, once a crack appeared, it was impossible to repair. Perhaps it was because he had once been such a proud person, and I had held him so tightly in my grasp that he couldn’t let go.

he begs, "don't go. I promise to never hurt you again. I love you Liz, from the bottom of my heart. I never meant to hurt you." "Chase, this is irrelevant. Like you so succinctly put it, you and I are different people from who we used to be. I won't lie and say I am not hurt by what you did, because I am. But this is for the best. Cheating on me put things in perspective for me." I pause to regard him. "I love you Chase, I really do. That is why each time I think about it, my heart breaks anew." "Give me another chance babe, let me make it up to you." He begs.

"It's been a month but I didn't know you were still so angry with me? Maybe you still love me until now." "Where did you get the thickness of your face, Kevyn? You should be ashamed of yourself, you are too airy to be out of place. Maybe I loved you back then because I still made you feel good back then, but now? Not anymore. I I'm really stupid because I loved someone like you and that's what I regretted. And since we broke up I realized that you're not a loss because you're worthless." I promised before going inside.

he begged. "You believed her straight away, I gave you options for us to continue dating and still supporting a baby, but you refused that. You chased me out of your house when you broke up with me. You think it's that easy to just let you back in when you jumped at the opportunity to be a father to another woman's baby?" my earlier fantasy vanished as hurt resurfaced. "You think gifts will mend a broken heart? It doesn't," I glared at him. The sadness in his eyes won't help with how he made me feel. "You have no idea what I went through after you broke up with me. It won't be that easy to just walk back into my life."

I cry for the love I held for him, and the way it was taken away from me! He took my heart... He took my heart... He took my heart... These words kept resonating in my head but never left my lips. I just can't believe it; he took my heart and promised me his love, and yet, he made no effort to fight for us. He didn't even come to try to win me back. The thought that he so readily gave me up, like I meant nothing, has completely broken my heart.