Hurt Feeling Pushed Away Quotes Novels & Stories

"Guess it's harder than I thought..." "Then you don't have to..." What's the right word? "You don't have to push me away." "I'm not pushing you away," he's surprised that I think that way. "Yes, you are!" "No I'm not!" He barks. "It's me." His face falls and he has this deep frown on it. "I'm pushing myself away from you, Becca. I wish this was easier... But it's not. But I have to. For you, I have to!"

It felt as if a part of her had been torn away, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable. In that moment of solitude, the reality of the situation settled in, and Ava's heart ached for the connection she had lost with Kim. She realized that her outburst had hurt her sister deeply, and regret washed over her like a tidal wave. She longed to take back her words, to pull Kim close and apologize for pushing her away.

I couldn't take it any more, I could feel myself breaking again at his sight. I walked right to him, “You were the one who pushed me away and said I should move on,” I said, pushing him backwards, “And you were the one who said you didn't care about what I do as long as it's not with you,” I muttered, still pushing him, as the tears slowly sipped down, “And you here you are complaining about it! ” “Just why won't you admit it Asher,” I pushed again, “Why won't you! ” I pushed again, as I could feel raw filtered anger boiling deep inside me, “Just admit!”

“Just keep taking deep breaths.” I listened as I inhaled and exhaled, feeling my breath come out shaky. “I just wanted all these feelings to go away, but it just kept getting to my head and it went to the point that I just didn’t want anyone near me. I pushed Jennifer and Luis away when they tried to see how I’ve been doing. What if they hate me?”

She wheeled around, turning her back to me. "Fuck it!" Out of desperation, I punched at the nearest target, which happened to be the slide. Pain reverberated up my arm, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I was feeling inside. "Fuck it all. I've been trying to stay away from you, Quinn. Trying to do any goddamn thing to stay out of your path and keep you away from me, too."

"I don't know how to feel. You caused me pain." She wasn't just talking about the danger I'd put her in—she was talking about how I'd pushed her away after we'd been together. After I'd made love to her and then treated her like it meant nothing. "I should have never treated you like you were second best," I said, regret coating every word. "You are, and have always been, my first thought. I thought I was protecting you by pushing you away." Tears welled up in her eyes as she processed my words. I reached out, not touching her but offering my hand to help her stand.

"And it’s making you do stupid things. Like pushing her away. Pretending you don't care when you're dying inside." I gritted my teeth. "It’s not that simple." "Of course it’s not," she said, standing up and walking over to me. "You’ve been abandoned before. You think if you keep her at a distance, it’ll hurt less when she eventually leaves." I looked away, ashamed that she could see right through me. Candice softened her voice. "Tell her that, Adrian. Before it’s too late." Her words hit harder than any blow I'd taken in battle but I realized that she was absolutely right.

“You want to help me? Here’s how. Stop trying.” “Luca…” “I don’t want your comfort, Lila. I don’t want your sympathy. And I sure as hell don’t want your pity.” I stood too, anger flaring through the hurt. “You’re pushing me away because it’s easier than letting someone care.” “Better than letting someone get close and rip everything apart.” “You’re doing that all on your own!” He flinched, just barely. I let the silence settle again, but this time it was like broken glass between us.

Abandoned. Caption: “Some fires are meant to be watched from a distance. Get too close, and you’ll only realize it was never yours to sit beside.” “This is brutal. Who is he talking to?” “He’s not just sad—he’s shutting someone out.” “This is the coldest heartbreak I’ve ever read.” “Charles, why does this feel like goodbye?” “He’s not just pushing someone away. He’s locking the door.” Emily read it. And this time, it stung.

It hurts when you have someone in your heart but can't have them in your arms. Maybe I should try talking to him tonight. I'm tired of fighting. Being angry all the time is exhausting. I'm most especially tired of watching him from afar. Talking and laughing with his friends as if I didn't exist. As if nothing happened between us. It hurts to see that the person you like isn't even affected by your absence. It hurts to see him smile at anyone other than me. It hurts to watch him pass me without a single glance. As if I meant nothing.