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

But--- I took in a deep breath and slapped my thighs, standing to my full height. No, there was no way I was leaving him. High or not – poaching or not – he was a human being in need of help and I’d taken an oath. And so help me, I was going to respect that oath, even if it killed me. Besides, he had a broken bone and was currently unconscious. “What’s the worst that could happen, right?” I asked my pet chameleon and turned to the now mostly green lizard--- against a red and yellow rescue vest. Tiny responded by licking his eyeball and I huffed.

I had promised her I would always be there to protect her, but now that she needs me the most, I couldn't keep to my word. I looked up at Jane, my eyes filled with frustration and despair. "I have to get to her," I said, my voice shaking with emotion. "I have to save her." But as I looked down at my own broken body, I knew it was a promise I might not be able to keep.

“Because I remember what it is to be broken.” The child’s lip trembled. I felt the echo of many past failures. I thought of mistakes I couldn’t fix and people I couldn’t save. I touched his hair, rough and still wet from the morning wash. “You’ll survive this,” I said. “Stronger than you think. I… I won’t let it break you completely.”

His forehead drenched with sweat and he gasped for the breath this life had stolen from his lungs, his eyes wild and speaking of more pain than any one person should ever have to bear, "I screwed up, I fucked up, okay?!" "I ruined the life of the one person I cared about the most! So what the fuck am I supposed to do now?!" He roughed his palm through his hair, "Stop because there is nothing I can do to fix what I broke!" Something splintered through him, becoming the most excruciating pain, "You want me to pay? You think I am not already paying the price? By keeping me alive, do you think you're doing me a favor? I just wish you'll pull the trigger because believe me, I tried to pull it mys

“It usually strikes within months. But we’re past that. Which could mean you broke it. Or it could mean a delay.” “So I could die tomorrow.” “Or not at all.” I stared at him. “And you still think saying ‘I love you’ fixes any of this?” “No,” he whispered. “But it’s still true.” “Get out,” I said, voice empty. “I’ve heard enough.” He didn’t argue. He let Sarah pull him upright. At the doorway, he paused. “I’ll spend whatever life I have left trying to fix what I broke,” he said quietly. “Even if you never let me.”

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

It suddenly felt like my chest was full of fluid and I was gasping for air. Why did I feel so strongly about Adam right now? A man that had bullied me in high school. A few weeks ago, I was hoping that he had died on the ice, and now I was here begging for his life to be saved. I pushed myself off the wall because I desperately needed to move but my legs felt strangely weak beneath me. “Eli.” I raised my head to see Doctor Broome watching me. “Are you okay?” I inhaled deeply and stuttered a response. “Yes, I am.”

Along with fear of getting hurt and broken is the hope that maybe the world with its viciousness and cruelness, a little kindness might overthrow it. So, I will love him with all of me. Even if it means ripping myself apart. Be with those people who risked everything yet got nothing but broken promises. You know why? because they hoped too and that's what I'm doing right now - hoping. Dahil kahit na may sakit may saya pa rin. It will not be sadness overall, there will be rainbows and butterflies. Kaya susugal ako.

God, please! But it was too late for me. He kicked in my bathroom door, and he smirked at me, like "you can't run from me you whore." Then he grabbed me by hair. {Amy screaming 😱} let me go. Let me go. He slapped me so hard that I saw stars. Before I knew it I fainted. * a few minutes later*