He Discarded Me Like I Was Nothing Novels & Stories

"Because they wanted you t‌o feel disposable. Unw‍ant​ed. Lik‌e​ you wer‍e being sac‍rifi​ced t⁠o save someone w‍ho mat‍tered‍ more." The words hit li​k‍e f‌i⁠sts. One after anothe‌r. Breaking som⁠ething insi⁠de me‍ I didn't know could‍ st‌ill break. "That's—" I couldn't‌ f​in​ish. C‌ouldn't breathe.

Tired of fighting battles I never asked for. Tired of pretending to be strong when I felt like I was crumbling. My hands curled into fists against the stone. I had seen Reed today. The man who once looked at me like I was the center of his world had gazed at me like I was nothing. Like I was something vile. A sob tore from my throat. My mother was gone. My pack had turned against me. And Reed— Reed had thrown me away. I squeezed my eyes shut, my nails digging into my palms.

I don't want him in a tiny box called phone, but next to me. I curled my legs up to my boobs, placed my head on my knees, sobbing lightly. I feel mad, I feel hurt, I feel like— I have been thrown away. I was thrown away. Justin rejected me because he has no use of me anymore. He threw me away like some pieces of trash. Slave, that's all I have been to him these three months of the contest. I have been nothing else but a way to get his throne. He was kind, sweet, all because I had a worth.

he muttered, shoving me forward again. I stumbled, bark crunching underfoot, leaves crackling. “Why? Why won’t you just let me go?” His grip tightened. “Because you cast me out,” he snapped, venom laced through every word. “You threw me away like trash. Like I meant nothing to you.” I blinked, confused and breathless. “What…?”

Ashton had thrown me away like I meant nothing. The memory of his cold stare, the way his voice cut through me, played over and over in my mind like a cruel joke. I had spent two years by his side, giving him my all, enduring his moods, his silence, his impossible standards. And the moment I let myself believe I mattered…even for one night…he discarded me without hesitation.

I was just a nobody, a mere speck of dust in the grand scheme of things. The thought stung, but I knew it was true. I had always been the disposable one, the one who could be easily forgotten or overlooked. So I sat there, frozen in my despair, waiting for whatever fate had in store for me. I knew it wouldn't be good, but I had long given up hoping for anything better. The weight of those words; words I had grown up with settled heavy on my heart. I truly believed that I wasn't worthy of being searched for, of being rescued, of being loved. I was a nobody, a zero, a waste of space.

"You always told me to be strong. You said I had to fight for what I loved. But I don't know how to fight anymore. I'm so tired, Mama. I'm just so tired." I pressed my face against the cool granite, wishing I could feel her arms around me one more time. Wishing she could tell me what to do, how to put my life back together when everything was falling apart. "They threw my things on the lawn like garbage. Like I was nothing. And maybe I am nothing. Maybe I always was and I just didn't realize it. I’ve been so stupid."

“And you were alone. That’s enough reason for me..” “You don’t even know me ,” I muttered. “I know enough.” “No, you don’t ,” I hissed. “You don’t know what I’ve done. Who I’ve been accused of being. You don’t know the shame I’ve lived in!” He didn’t flinch. “Then tell me.” I blinked.. “What?” “Tell me who you are..” I wanted to scream. To punch him. To disappear again. Instead.. “I’m nothing ,” I spat. “That’s who I am. I’m the discarded daughter. The rejected mate. The cursed omega. That’s what they all see when they look at me..”

I said with my hands on my chest as tears drip down "It has always been me since I was a kid, I fend for myself, I was thrown away at such a young age, I slept on the street much night, I go to bed on empty stomach, I endured cold sleeping under the rain, I got nobody even at my lowest point and till now, if me living will bring back your happiness, you don't need to worry because after this I will disappear from your life, your house and from being your mate, I'm used to people treating me like some garbage, sorry for intruding in your life I didn't mean it and sorry for giving you my ugly body, I never meant to annoy" I turned around and walk away. *Hey guys if you cried in this episode le

I refused to be a mafia whore. It didn’t take a genius to realize that he was only using me for his own agenda. And when he was done with me, he would discard me like a discarded piece of clothing. I wouldn’t wait to know what that felt like. “Anyway, it only happened once, it will never happen again.” I said, as I shrugged. “I seem to remember ‘it’ happening five times until you finally passed out.”