Leave Me To Fall Apart Novels & Stories

I said, letting out a breath that felt heavier than it should have. “I stayed because I convinced myself that you needed me, that leaving would make everything collapse faster, and maybe part of me didn’t want to deal with what I’d already ruined on the other side.” “And now suddenly you’ve found clarity?” she asked, her tone laced with disbelief. “Now suddenly you know exactly what you want, and it just happens to not include me anymore?” “It’s not sudden,” I said quietly. “It’s just overdue.” Mia’s lips pressed together, and for a brief moment.

My world was crumbling and I was watching it fall apart. “Please don’t leave me, I just found you” I whispered. A single water dropped from my eyes.

I close my eyes. And for the first time since everything fell apart, I let myself just be. Broken. But not alone.

“Look at yourself! Suspicious, jealous, and always imagining the worst. “You’re nothing like the thoughtful woman you used to be. You grew up on the streets, Clea. “You could never compare to someone like Fran, who has wealth and grace. “If you have the energy to make up lies, you’re clearly not that sick. “Stay home, reflect on yourself, and clean up the place before I get back. And don’t call me.” The door slammed shut behind him as silence swallowed the room. Then I felt a wet warmth between my legs. The life inside me was slipping away. With the last of my strength, I reached for my phone and called my best friend, Lina Lester.

I denied it immediately. "I didn't do it." Then, I glanced at the maid beside us. She lowered her head and scurried away. I reached out to take the medical spray from Bianca, but she deliberately stepped back. The pain made it impossible for me to breathe. I collapsed onto the ground and began crawling toward her, inch by inch. If I could get the medicine, it wouldn't hurt this much anymore. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't reach Bianca. That short distance stripped away every shred of dignity I'd had over the years.

he said softly His voice was calm steady grounding and that scared me because I didn’t want to depend on him again I didn’t want old habits to crawl back in and trap me But in that moment I also didn’t have the strength to pull away He moved in front of me and crouched down so I’d look at him “You don’t have to be strong right now It’s allowed to fall apart sometimes” “I’m not falling apart” “You are” he said “And it’s okay” Something in his eyes softened and I looked away quickly because I didn’t want to see it didn’t want to feel what it woke up inside me Not now Not when everything was already too much

"Break whatever you need to. Scream if you want. Fall apart. I'll be here when you're ready to put yourself back together." And just like that, the dam broke. I cried. Really cried. The kind of crying that comes from deep in your chest. The kind that hurts. All the fear, anger, exhaustion I'd been holding in came pouring out. Alexander held me through all of it. When I finally stopped, I felt empty but lighter somehow. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "For what?" "For falling apart." "Everyone falls apart sometimes." He kissed my forehead. "Even strong people. Especially strong people."

I stopped at the edge, toes pressing into the damp soil. Finally, I let myself feel it. All of it. And there, under the halo of a flickering lamppost, I finally collapsed to the ground. My arms wrapped tight around my knees as if that could keep me from unraveling. But it didn’t. My chest heaved, and the sob that tore out of me was jagged, ugly, helpless. My makeup ran with every tear, streaking down my cheeks like ink bleeding off a ruined painting. Pathetic. Let it all fall apart.

How can one person know all the right words? Vanessa sighed. What was she doing? "I really just got out of a relationship. I really shouldn't be doing this. I should be—” "Heartbroken?" His voice came out a little forced. Like he spat it with disgust, and in that moment, it was as though a different person had spoken. But then he cleared his throat and said, "When I met you, you didn't seem heartbroken. You seemed free."

"With such a beautiful voice, why don't you try to build a band? I'm sure you'll succeed." "I used to have one. However, one by one, my members began to resign and leave the group that we had built together for a long time." "Oh really? I'm sorry to hear that. Then, are you the only one left now?" Addy inquired again. Jennie sighed while looking at the lake in front of her, “No. There is still one member who is still loyal to me.” "Where is he now? Have you guys finished practicing?” "He let me go and told me to follow my dream of becoming a musician. He expressed concern that if I only spent time training with him, I would never succeed."