I'm Broken, But Save Him First Novels & Stories

Unbreakable. Silence. Then— “…why?” it asks. My grip tightens. My voice steadies. “Because he gets to live.” The core pulses violently. Cracks forming. Breaking. “And you don’t?” it whispers. I close my eyes. For just a second. And in that second— I see him. Leon. Alive. Free. Safe. “…that’s enough,” I say softly. The core shatters. Light explodes outward— consuming everything— the darkness—

For me to give him an opening? It didn’t matter. I was done being broken. I walked over to the fireplace, my fingers brushing lightly against the cold stone as I turned back to him. “You can’t fix what’s been broken, Helios,” I said, my voice steady. “No matter how hard you try. Some things can’t be mended with words.”

Because in this world, loyalty was fragile, and power was everything. But if I didn’t act? Then I would be the one left to take the fall. Alone. I stopped walking abruptly, the tension coiling tightly inside my chest. Without hesitation, I tilted my head back and drained the rest of the wine in one go. The burn barely registered before I flung the glass across the compound in frustration. It shattered loudly against the stone. Even that worthless drink tasted better than the overpriced garbage stocked in my bar. I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand through my hair before pulling out my phone again. My eyes lingered on the screen for a moment before I dialed her number.

"What are you doing to yourself?" "What am I doing? I’m destroying myself. My father destroyed me first; now I’m finishing the job." Raisa placed her hand on his cheek. "You aren't destroyed, Ariyan. You are broken. There’s a difference." "What’s the difference?" "A broken person can be rebuilt. A destroyed person is gone forever. You are still just broken. Come back. I will rebuild you."

I do not have an alarm in my room. I open my eyes and sit up, damn hangover. My head hurts like shit . The door barges open and I lay back down. The headache subside slowly while I drink in the shrill handsomeness of this unknown dude infront of me. He was the one who helped me last night, saved me from dying 😅 I think . He even looks more handsome than last night. " Are you okay? " " Yeah, um I broke your alarm .I... I'm sorry. It's just that I'm not really used to it " I say getting out of bed.

"What you've made of yourself. What you've become." "Don't." I held up a hand. "Don't talk about her like you know her. You checked out long before she died." "I know." Tears spilled down his cheeks. "I couldn't save her. And I can't save myself. Can't save Bella and Lily either. I'm useless." I wanted to disagree. Wanted to tell him he could change, that it wasn't too late. But looking at this broken man in his filthy house, surrounded by bottles, I wasn't sure I believed it.

Bottle beside him. He looks broken. My knees give out. I slide down the doorframe. Grandma comes running. I can’t stop crying. Because I did this to him. I pushed him away to save him. And now we’re both destroyed.

Coated my cheeks in a sheet of moisture. But the laughing didn't stop. "I really am fucking broken, aren't I?" I asked through my fits. Bellamy shook his head. "Broken doesn't mean unfixable. We will get through this. Whatever you need, I will be here. Even if you don't tell him about me-" Another choked maniacal laugh rumbled into being between us. I couldn't help it.

And now he's gone, leaving me alone and broken. I sink to the ground, unable to stand. Tears stream down my face, blurring my vision. I clutch my chest, trying to ease the ache. But it's useless. Nothing can fill the void he has left in me. Nothing can make me whole again. I'm shattered, like a glass vase that has fallen from a great height. I can't be fixed, I can't be saved. I'm doomed to live in this misery, this emptiness, this darkness.

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