I Know You've Been Hurt By Someone Else Novels & Stories

Toward something—someone—who hadn’t hurt me. At least not yet.

"You don't have to, because that's right." She chuckled, "Look, maybe here is a turning point that will change your life. You can walk away from all the people who have hurt you. For once you need to look after yourself, and love yourself. You don't have to think about them and see them all the time. You won't get hurt again. You will get better slowly."

"What makes you think that I could possibly be hurt? I'm not like you. I don't cry about every little misfortune in my life." Okay that's enough. "Okay look. Do you know what your problem is? You are hurt. You have been hurt all your life and you just don't know how to deal with it so you just turn it to anger and take it out on the nearest person to you." I growled back at him. We were all hurting, there was no need for him to act like this. "And what could you possibly know about my life?" "Listen Damon, you're not the only person who has lost his parents before. I've lost mine too. Twice actually."

I couldn’t hurt my people for the things they did to me, or the things they made me feel. I turned around and marched back to Mom. She faced me when she sensed me approaching. I let out a shallow breath and embraced her so she hurt less. Mom cried and kept apologizing. Her words didn’t reach my heart and only fell on my ears but I still held her in hopes that it would help her feel better. I was already broken and cold. What would I gain by making others the same as me anyway? Besides, I had never gotten any sick satisfaction out of hurting the people I loved.

I HATE when others hurt my children! My child…..my child is hurt. My child has been hurting for a while, and I’ve felt that pain. I’ve felt the piercing in her heart and the confusion in her mind. I’ve curled up in bed and sobbed with her. I’ve tried to take my heart out like she did, hoping the pain would stop. My child is hurt, and she’s……. she’s dying.

But since Bella had started the argument, Hazel was happy to respond. “Watch your mouth, Hazel!” Bella immediately flew into a rage. “Don't worry about my mouth. Worry about your own.” Hazel then took out her phone and watched a few videos. She was starting to get used to seeing people who had hurt her. James, Bella, Lucas, those men. She might be able to face them now. But sometimes, the scars from the past would resurface more painfully, not through the person themselves, but through what they had done. No matter how James had hurt her, if someone else hurt her in the same way, the pain from the past would feel as though it had returned.

That’s when I broke into uncontrollable sobs, despite trying to hold them back. “You know, Ivory… We feel pain because we’re living in this world,” she said softly. “I know. But I think the most painful thing that happened to me is…” “Is getting hurt by someone that you’ve told and explained your pain to… Getting hurt by someone who knows your past, knows how broken you are… And yet they do the exact thing they said they would never do,” I said, crying out loud. I felt my world shake and realized how fragile I am to just hold on to someone.

I shouted. "You think I'm not hurt? Do you think I'm okay with everything I did to you during those times? Ki, every time I see you cry because of me, for all the hurtful things I said to you brings me double pain. I haven't been in your situation but my life has also been miserable. We've been through different things these past years but we've both struggled, suffered, and been hurt,"

Aѕ raw аѕ іt mіght ѕоund, I’m gоіng to hоld nothing back. If уоu fіnd thіѕ dіаrу, the fіrѕt thіng уоu ѕhоuld knоw іѕ thаt you’re nоt аlоnе. Yоu’rе nоt thе first реrѕоn thеу’vе tаkеn, аnd you’re nоt the only оnе thеу’vе hurt. The ѕесоnd thіng is, it could wеll gеt wоrѕе for уоu thаn it wаѕ fоr mе.

“It’s fine if you don’t want shrimp, El! Why go as far as pushing me?” I never imagined that she could lie so brazenly. Benedict’s face burned with rage. He stood protectively in front of Melissa. “El, that’s going too far! Mel only meant well. How could you hurt her like this?” The thick, scalding soup seeped through the gauze right into my open wound. Pus started oozing from the gash. The searing pain made me break out in a cold sweat, and I could only speak slowly.