Here I Am Once Again Torn Into Pieces Novels & Stories

My chest feels too tight. I reach up, running a hand through my hair, blood smearing across my temple. My vision tilts and I’m dizzy with the weight of guilt, grief, rage, and something I hate most of all— Hope that maybe this time, I won't be alone. That maybe Nova can tether me to what's left of my soul. But that's a lie. I'm already too far gone. A guttural snarl rises in my throat, and I punch the mirror, shattering it. Splinters of my reflection scatter across the floor, fractured. Just like me.

I whispered, trying to gather the pieces of my ruined self. Damn.

My resolves breaks into fragments of dusts. Goddess help me because I am totally fucked. -----

Still waiting. Not forcing. Just existing. Like he knows I haven’t actually solved anything by locking this door. My fingers tremble slightly. And for the first time since everything started collapsing— I feel it clearly. This isn’t a triangle. This is something fractured. And I am standing exactly in the middle of the break. Holding pieces that don’t want to stay together anymore.

Pain… I know pain. I know how it feels, how it can twist and break you until you’re nothing but fragments of who you used to be. I’m shattered, and I can’t be fixed. Happiness is fleeting—whenever I think I’ve found it, it slips through my fingers, leaving me even more broken than before. Have you ever been in a place where you can’t cry anymore, even when you desperately needed to? When the tears just won’t come, no matter how much you want to let it all out?

I open the bathroom's door and take a look inside the room and like i thought the mirror is now on the floor, he shattered it into pieces, just like he did to me. I sat down on the floor, my eyes fixated on the broken glass, i try to gather the pieces together to make it a whole but it didn't work. A tear trickle down my cheek as i realize that no matter how much i try to pull myself together, to glue the pieces, it won't work, i will stay broken, I will never be a whole again. **FLASHBACK** Few days ago.. I opened my eyes slowly, a yawn escaped my lips as i tiredly rubbed my eyes.

I had poured my heart and soul into trying to keep myself intact, but once again, I found myself broken into pieces. I could hardly bear the overwhelming emotions that flooded me when I collapsed onto the ground. Tears streamed down my face, mixing with the remnants of my shattered determination. The room, felt as it was closing in on me, suffocating me with its heavy air. Each breath I took seemed like a battle, a constant struggle against the weight of my despair. And with every beat of my heart, I was painfully reminded of the pieces of myself that lay broken.

Tears started falling again. I'm a mess and I don't even know how I made it this far. How much longer until I screwup. It's always the same pattern. Working myself to the limit, taking in everything believing that I can handle it, and then bang. Just a little tinny spark to trigger me and everything goes flying into pieces. Eliane has never seen me shattered before and I wish she never does.

*SILIA* Making my way towards the exit in a hurry I am briefly aware of the eyes on me but unlike before I couldn’t be bothered by them. All I knew was I needed to get out of there. My heart was crushing in my chest. Its fragments a dust inside the shell of my body. How many more times did I need to fix it for you to break it again Draven?

In the shards of the broken mirror, I caught a glimpse of my own reflection, distorted and fragmented. Staring at my torn reflection, I was confronted with a profound sense of anguish. Doubt and regret clouded my thoughts, casting shadows on my desires. At that moment, I questioned whether my impulsive act had done more harm than good, and my heart ached with the weight of my perceived failure. Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself. With renewed determination, I to mend not only the physical damage caused but also the emotional wounds that threatened to tear me apart before I fell to sleep.