I Am Blue In Pain And Fragile Novels & Stories

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?

"Mom has this too,they call it pro something, though not sure" "Pro what?What the hell is wrong with me?I don't want magic please hope I don't want this,no it's definitely not that I think I'm suffering from a rare cancer"Si jie rant,hope scoff. " Named what?"A small smile grease hope lips,Si jie calm down a little racking her brain to think of a name. "Something blue, blueish cancer I assume, no blueterrisg cancer" " There's nothing like that"

The stares from the people are beginning to make me feel more abashed. As I take a step forward, I feel a sharp pain in my head and the last thing I hear is the screams of people before darkness, the ever welcomed darkness consumes me. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

“I never thought I'd feel this much pain. It hurts, Fred. It hurts so fucking much. I just want to let go. I don't want to do this anymore.” Blue, who had been quietly observing, stepped forward. He sat next to me on the couch and patted my left shoulder. “We may not fully understand, but we're here for you. Always. You can rely on us. You are not alone. We are with you. You are our family, and we are yours.” Fred nodded, his hand still stroking my hair. “You're not alone, bunny. We'll get through this together. You have us, and the babies.”

“Look she’s not my problem but it’s not safe to just let her go like that. What if she was abused at the house she was at or maybe neglected?” Fred nodded. “I know where you’re getting at. She’s really pretty though. Can’t think of anyone who’d want to hurt someone as beautiful looking as her.” “There are some really disgusting people out there so yeah, it’s possible.” And then we heard a loud scream piercing through the walls. Blue had done some of her own exploration and touched the hot Waffle Iron. “My hand! It hurts!” She cried. “Oh, Fuck!” I yelped and dashed towards her. I took her hand in mine and placed it under a jet of cold tap water.

“Blair, it hurts so much... You would always be by my side whenever I was in pain before. Why aren’t you here now?” Mable curled up on the bed, burying her face in the shirt. The excruciating pain made her break out in cold sweat. The Necro Poison was flaring up again... In just a few days, it had already flared up thrice. It hurt... “Blair... Blair... Blair...” Mable continued to chant his name, as if it was the only way to alleviate the pain in her heart.

It was a struggle trying to move at all, even the slightest strain caused her unbearable pain. "How much further," She cried. "Soon " The girl said. "You've been saying that for the past two hours. I'm about to faint " She said tiredly, she was very tasty. Everything was beginning to blur. "Call me Blue " "What?" "Blue, that's my name " Her words held so much emotion, it was as if she was struggling to recall her own name. "What are you Blue?" Pamala asked. "I'm a traveler" Blue answered. "No you're not, I saw what you were like last night. I won't go with you until I know what you are. I'll die here, maybe you're luring me away to finish what you started " Pamala said glaring daggers at th

Bryant says. “I can help!” I protest. “I’m not a fragile flower.” He blinks at me for a second and I stare at him in shock. I didn’t mean to sound so defensive, but it sure came out that way. “I’m sorry Bryant. I don’t know why I got so upset.” “It’s okay Miss Blue. You have been through a lot and you’re right. You aren’t fragile but we want to help you.” Now I feel like a jerk for yelling at him.

She was trying her best to find a balance that she almost stumbled on. "Oh my dear, be careful now" Brenda said to Melio looking truly concerned." "Are you ok Miss Blanchard, you look a little pale and flushed, don't tell me Vance here had you working while sick?" Black asked, giving me the irritated look. "No I think the air here is a little hot." Melio said, that almost got me laughing.

Brandy rarely allowed herself the luxury of being sick. In the harsh, unforgiving world she navigated, illness was a weakness she couldn't afford—especially not for the sake of her four children. Emily, Ella, Kenzo, and Kevin were her heartbeat, the only reason she kept her head above water in the rising tide of her life's chaos. Fainting for three days straight was not just unheard of; it was a terrifying lapse in her defenses.