I Like That You're Broken Broken Like Me Novels & Stories

If I discovered that you have lied or manipulated us in any way, I would break you beyond repairs little mate,' Roy said and moved out of the room. I bent over as the tears rushed from my eyes. I was surprised to see Roman enter into the room. He must not have gone far. He took hold of my arm and pulled me to his chest. 'It is okay Raven. You need to keep it together for April. We will talk about this later,' Roman said rubbing circles on my back. 'Roy said he would break me beyond repairs,' I sobbed into his chest. 'He can't and he won't. He is just angry. He thought you lied to us. Don't bother yourself. If he breaks you, I will heal you,' Roman said it like a vow.

People say it's to have what we share That's why I put all of me into this~ [Music] A few seconds passed and I didn't hear Zik answer my question. [Music] We can go through the storm~ Weather the pain I'm always right here~ (always right here) Then you can tear down the walls~ Break down your pride~ I'm always right here~ [Music] "Because--Because, I think--ah--I think I like you Lee." he stammered. *O____O*

I cried more to myself . "You'll be fine it's just a failed marriage" Lola said with no hint of remorse, I lifted my gaze to her in surprise. “it's not just any failed marriage it's my failed marriage" I told her trying to keep anger off my voice. "I warned you about him didn't I? I told you about how he's the devil himself and how he's more concerned about your trust-fund than you" She explained I looked at her wearingly "How would you expect me to believe someone have been married to for years is with me just because of my trust fund,it's insane " I sipped from my drink already feeling tipsy.

Her chest pain intensified even further. "Honey," her mother cooed softly, opening her arms. Bella crumbled into her embrace. The warmth should have comforted her, yet it only highlighted how shattered she felt within her. Her voice broke as she sobbed, "Mum, Marcus rejected me." "My mate rejected me." The words felt bitter on her tongue. Expressing thoughts verbally made them feel more genuine. She had wished—prayed—that this was a terrible dream from which she would awaken. However, it was not.

As the evening breeze drifted through the open windows, his eyes seemed to sparkle. I suddenly remembered a line from that letter I'd so carelessly dismissed: "Love happens in this world Like the gentle clink of ice in a glass, Like summer's sweet tea on a perfect day."

What about you? "Just as unlucky as yours." I smiled at her. I didn't realise it until today... The world is too ironic. It takes sadness to know what happiness feels like. I realised that I wasn't the only one who'd had their world go upside down. There were others like her who stayed strong rather than trying to end their lives. There was one thing true about what my Dad told me once, "Life is like a piano. The white keys show happiness and the black keys show sadness, but as you venture on in life, remember that the black keys also make music."

It's just that, My heart broke, And mended, With you, On the outside, And then he came, And you left, Forever. Once I was a glass figurine, perfect to the eye, fragile underneath. Since you used your words as weapons I am ground to the finest of dust - still glass, yet vulnerable to any gust. I still feel pain, so much raw pain, but I can't be broken anymore. You did your worst, but I am still here, sparkling in the midwinter light.

I was sure. "It hurts Gabriel. It hurts a lot. First dad, then Cyrus and now you. You all have left me alone. Who am i? A nobody to anyone. I feel myself a whore. A home breaking whore. I broke everything. I destroyed every happiness. I was the reason your pho had to leave you. Everyone can see their loss. Their pain. Why no one ever look back at me?

Her shoulders carried years of silent burdens. She touched her face gently. “I’m not broken,” she whispered, though it sounded more like a question than a statement. Then the doubts came rushing in. What if he changes his mind? What if he’s only doing this because he feels sorry for me? What if I’m reading too much into his kindness? Her throat tightened. Sarah had survived disappointment, betrayal, and abandonment. She had learned to expect nothing so she wouldn’t be hurt. Hope felt dangerous — like standing at the edge of something beautiful and fragile, afraid it might shatter.

"You are an amazing person whether you see it or not. You see everything you've been through as bad luck but I see it as struggles that you made it through and became stronger from. I'm not scared of your past, Tiffany." Tiffany exhaled through her noes. She held a worrisome and somewhat sad look on her face which made my chest ache because I knew she was finding it hard to believe and accept that someone was willing to love her despite the baggage she was carrying. "Maybe you're right," she finally said, looking at me with soft eyes. "But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah."