I Never Meant To Hurt You Novels & Stories

that must have hurt badly. I didn't mean to hurt him like that…

There was disappointment in her voice. Music had stopped. When she turned to leave I held her by her elbow. “Alessandra. I did not mean to hurt you.” I never cared to explain myself to anyone. No matter how hurt a person could feel. But I never cared for anyone’s feelings. But I could never imagine causing her any pain, “I am sorry if I hurt you.” I never apologized in my life. And now look, what she was making me do. “If you did not mean that then please explain to me the purpose of …” I did not let her complete.

I asked, trying my best not to allow the tears that almost formed in my eyes to fall. Shut your humanity off. Shut it out. If you don't have any humanity left in you, you are not going to give in to your pain, you're not going to feel it. He moved closer, his voice rough. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. What I said, I did not mean it, not in that way, not in the way that you understood.”

I said feeling hurt of what she just said, I know what she meant by that, that I’m in love with someone that doesn’t feel the same way I do. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to hurt you, you know that” she said holding my hand, “then what did you mean?” I asked, she shook her head, “I didn’t mean anything, you know how it feels like, to like someone knowing well it will never happen” she said, hugging me, even though her words hurt, I know how true they were, because I have to wake up with this fact every day.

All I can do now is find her and beg for her forgiveness. I never meant to hurt her. I never meant to leave a permanent mark on her heart. When I told her that what happened between us was a mistake, I did not realize the damage those words would do. I was scared. Scared of losing her, scared of history repeating itself. But I should have been honest with her. I should have told her the truth.

He looked at me, his eyes filled with regret, sadness and longing. “Me, too. I feel like I don’t deserve you anymore. I hurt you. I didn’t mean to but I still hurt you after I promised that I wouldn’t. What happened there, though. That’s not me, that’s not who I am. I would never send anything that nasty intending to destroy you and especially not by text. And, I would never cheat. If you take anything from what happened tonight, please remember that. I would tell you face to face and try to end things as smoothly as possible. What she attempted tonight was just mean and cruel, which I believe were her intentions.”

Thank god I would never have a mate; that meant I could keep myself from ever getting heartbroken again Fuck you, boys.

I've woken up so many times with my body scratched, bruised, with no explanation. They said it was all in my head. They said I was doing it myself. But there was a moment when even I doubted my own sanity. And that's how I spent years in and out of hospitals, trying to suffocate my mind with medication. I swallow, my voice coming out in a fragile whisper: - She hurt me. The man stares at me with deep regret. - Because you allowed it. My heart almost stops. - It was never our intention to hurt, but... When we're hurt, we tend to hurt others.

I turned to stare at her, she was already staring. “You told me never to talk to you again, you made me promise I’ll act like I don’t know you if we ever crossed paths.” Unexpectedly, she burst into laughter. “Dude, we were just kids.” “I know, but it was a promise, and the only way I could honor it was by not trying to be your friend.” “I take it back. But it feels good to know you never forgot me.” “How could I forget when the traces are always there? You used to fall a lot back then, too.” She punched me weakly, and we both laughed.

I backed up instinctively, tears stinging, guilt and fear clawing at me until my back hit the wall, “I—Rino, I never—” “Never what?” he leaned so close I could feel his heat, “Never cared? Never wanted me to be happy? Never thought about what I lost because of you?” My chest ached, my mind scrambled, and I shook my head, words catching in my throat. “I—I didn’t know… I didn’t realize… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I swear I didn’t—”