I Broke My Butt Book Novels & Stories

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

I know that violence never solves anything, but it was satisfying to silence him this way. "What the fuck bitch? You broke my nose," he said, and I slammed the book against his face again and again until I was satisfied, leaving him with a bloody face and a broken nose, but it was nothing compared to what he put me through these last four years. "Next time, you say something bad about my friends, I will break something else," I warned, dropping his book on his table and walking back to mine with a huge smile on my face. "I'm gonna kill you, bitch."

Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right" I don't know when my fingers has typed the title of the book and it's author and now I was at A****n Kindle page. In the page, the book cover is designed with white background and then it had a broken shaped hearts on the background with the title written in red 'Shattered Hearts' and it's author name below the cover Micaela Alvarado. Seeing this book again sent turbulence to my heart like in the afternoon when I'd seen it.

A memory of Jericho suddenly flashed to her mind. -Flashback- "No matter what happens, I will always be here for you," Jericho said while smiling. "I will always be the guy you can come to whenever you have a problem. Someone who would drop everything he's doing just to come to you. I promise you that you will never be alone in this world." -End of Flashback- ------- Patricia woke up after a few hours and the first thing she did was break everything she touched inside her room. She destroyed her clothes, her bed, her bags and shoes, and every single piece of furniture around her. She screamed until there's no voice to scream with anymore.

My bottom lip was completely busted and I couldn't walk straight so I was always limping. I'm just tired of being beaten for no reason. I felt like I was going to drop dead any moment, I couldn't keep my left eye open no matter how much I tried as I looked at Kitty and she tilted her head at me as I let out painful breaths unable to move because I think they broke my ribs from all the painful hits and kicks.

Seriously can this get any worse, she pouted, feeling so embarrassed. “Well, well, looks like Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum finally found some friends,” a snooty voice called out behind them and Sam cringed. She should’ve known better than asking how things could get worse, even only in her mind, because as soon as she does, BAM! It gets worse.

Inside the cover, her initials were faintly composed in pencil, hardly noticeable however unmistakably hers. A bookmark poked out from a random chapter. He flipped to the page. A tiny sticky note stuck between the margins read: “This chapter made me cry the first time. You’ll probably pretend it didn’t.” He smiled and shook his head. For the next hour, he checked out-- not out of monotony, however due to the fact that it felt like connection. Every page carried her voice, her choices, her quiet way of reaching out. He highlighted a line that stated, "The world breaks everyone, and later, many are stronger at the broken locations.".

I said again as he stood up. "Whatever Pussy" He walked out slamming the door angrily. Jim was right, I was a pussy and truth was that am still not ready to talk things with Anna. I know my emotions would get the best of me and we'll be laying in same bed if she as little as kiss me.

she stuttered, "I remembered something like this." Celia I can't believe he actually break his hand. That man has now become a handicapped now. But the aftermath is quite funny. Watching him running like that,that too in his very expensive suit and me dragging him, everything is so funny. It's like a deja vu. Cayden and I had many moments like this. And I can't believe I actually laughed that hard. He looked at me like I was some Numbskull. I'm acting like a stupid.

It was Joey's turn to crouch beside the car. He had to get this child out no matter how much she resisted but, if she struggled, it could well make her injury worse. A broken shard of bone could sever a nerve or a major blood vessel. He had watched the way Penny had calmed a terrified little girl with a skill that had taken his breath away. Had made something in his gut feel all soft. He'd known she was an amazing mother but what he'd just seen her do was awesome. All he needed to do now was to follow her example.