Knockout And Breakdown Novels & Stories

I paused outside the half-open door, my breath caught in my throat. Kenneth was inside. He stood behind a massive desk, his hands gripping the edge as though it were the only thing holding him together. His jacket was gone, his shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing scars along his forearms, faint, jagged, like memories carved into his skin. His head was bowed, his hair falling into his face, and for the first time since I met him, he didn’t look composed. He looked broken. A glass sat nearby, amber liquid glowing under the lamp. He lifted it with a hand that wasn’t quite steady and swallowed the contents in one harsh motion.

Love, no matter how deep, can't always withstand the slow erosion of time. When another woman entered his world, I became invisible. In his mind, nothing was his fault. Everything was mine. He even believed he was the one who had suffered. But what he never realized was that his constant bias, his indifference, and his neglect had worn me down. I was too tired to keep trying. Too unsure to keep hoping. The hundredth breakup was the last—because this time, I truly didn't want him anymore. I straightened my back, forcing steadiness into my voice. "Since we've broken up, it's only right that I return what's yours."

I stared at the same paragraph for six hours. The words—relevance, hearsay, prejudice—floated on the page, disconnected from their meanings. My brain was a closed circuit, looping back to the same image: Declan’s face as the door clicked shut. The bond held a jagged, cracked quality the entire time. It wasn't broken; a break would have been a relief, a sudden snap into numbness. This was worse. This was structural integrity under duress. It felt like the hull of a ship groaning deep underwater, discovering a flaw in the metal that had been there since the beginning, just waiting for enough pressure to reveal itself.

She sighed, shaking her head in disappointment. Memories flashed across Noel's mind and his frown deepened with every passing second. He knew very well what it was like to lose someone. He quickly shook it off his mind and focused back on the matter at hand. Perhaps, he feared that thinking too long about it would open old wounds. Noel inched closer and stood over the blood stained carpet with a focused expression. He analysed it carefully for a while before asking, "Did you find any traces of drugs or alcohol in his DNA results?"

I yelled. "Oh and by the way Aubrey blocked you, just like what I'm about to do. Bye hoe. Nice knowing you. It's a pity that our friendship broke off over your slutty ways." I said before hanging up. She needs to go.

A loud knock sounded and James started banging on the door. -Open the door, I swear to kill you! - he shouted in desperation. He tried to push it but the door wouldn't open. - Not another word, the next one to die will be you," he heard. James recognized the voice. Those words echoed in his head, next to die? Had someone already died? He backed away as far as he could and then picked up speed. He pushed on the door, but it only cracked a little. He cursed the day he decided to buy reinforced doors.

Asking for more. Jeremy broke the kiss, his breath a raw shudder. "I have to ask you this" he said. His voice sounded hoarse and he still held her. "Do you love me?" Do you still love me? Say it! Say it!" Jeremy demanded. Penny broke away from him with a last effort gathered from the remnants of her waning strength. She gathered herself quickly, straightening her shoulders and nodding even though her breath came in gasps and her lips stung from his kiss. She walked unsteadily across to the window and stood staring out into the darkness... Her back towards him.

Her eyes meet mine and says, "Jessie, before I met you, I was broken. I was a pile of broken pieces, a mess left behind when I lost my late wife nearly three years ago. "This last year I've felt those broken pieces meld together only to shatter again a couple days ago. They shattered when you and our daughters left me for an old wedding tradition. I've never felt so lost during those hours than I did growing up. "I stand before you now and vow to love you till my last breath. I know I've come close a few months ago and I'm sorry. I vow to be your strength as the days unfold, your shelter, your home. I vow to cherish every moment I can grasp," she chokes with a smile, reaching up to wipe my t

Tell me what did your dad do to you? (Amy) Mom, ever since you divorced dad, dad has been bringing different women home each and every day. When I protest he beats me until I can't move. He even lost his job, he become a drunkard. The worst part is... Tears started flowing down her face. (Roslyn) WHAT DID HE DO?

he dismisses, walking out I'm left standing helpless. As Darrick's world crumbles Around him and mine with secrets unspoken, unheard. ##############