Messages Of Break Up Novels & Stories

A text notification from Ethan appeared on the screen. I looked down instinctively. "After being locked up all night, have you learned your lesson?" Looking at this condescending message, then raising my head to see the man whose face was full of anxiety for me in the backlight. I suddenly smiled. I sent Ethan one final message. "Let's break up. I hope you and she are perfect for each other. May you have a wonderful life together." Then I decisively blocked and deleted him with one click, completely erasing that name I'd once treasured from my world.

You don’t kill someone when you at least like them! I pull out my phone from my sweater pocket and tap the message icon. I click on his name and prepare to give him the most biggest and grandest breakup speech ever.

"Listen please. I can really explain. It's not—" "Enough!" I cut him off again. "I came here, hoping that things would be better. But now, I don't want anything to be better between us. Right now…" he faced me. "Let's end it all. If the man I love doesn't know my importance, there's no point in having stupid hope. This is our final breakup. Never call me again, and I also won't do the same. Enjoy this fool, ok? Enjoy her. She's hot right? Enjoy that hotness." "Don't be like this please," Beth walked to me as well, looking really worried. "Don't break up with him because you're angry. Let's just try to—"

She fished out the phone Will had given her, and typed out a message. ​ *Will, I’m sorry for what I said tonight. It was cruel and although you were being cruel to me, I shouldn’t have done it back to you. I need you to know that I can’t do this anymore. I don’t know what to call us. So, the best I can say is, I am breaking us up. I’ve had enough.* ​ Before she could change her mind, she hit send and turned the phone off. On her own phone, she called Vivian.

I’m breaking up with you so I can go and live my dream. He’s joking, isn’t he? This is a sick joke if he is. Reading his text over and over again not believing he’s done this. I try calling him, but he must have blocked my number as I am getting an automated message saying that the number I am trying to contact is no longer in use. I can feel my heart breaking as my hand starts to shake uncontrollably and tears well in my eyes. That asshole broke up with me by text message. I didn’t think he would ever hurt me like this again, but he’s proven me wrong.

WHAT IS THIS? Soren thought as he stared confused at Misha’s text message. Was Misha saying good-bye to him and wishing him to find another woman to love? Then, he noticed the message above it. I’m breaking up with u. His forehead creased massively. Did he send this? He was breaking up with Misha? What the fuck? No, he didn’t send this. Why would he send this? He hadn’t gone insane, but Misha seriously breaking up with him would surely send him off the rails.

I started to read Inei's message, and It was sent two days ago after I broke up with him, and this is the content. " Babe, Hello, How are you? It was two days ago since you dumped and broke up with me. I can't believe that you are no longer with me. Honestly, it hurts so much, and I never thought I would cry so much because of you; I don't blame you, and I know I should be the one to blame in the end.

I opened his message and my smile faded. From: Baby ‘Stop calling. Leave me alone! It's over between us.’ My eyes are watering again, and I cried my heart out. Why is he doing this to me? Did I do something wrong? I gave it my all! Is it not enough? I picked up my phone and typed. To: Baby 'Why are you breaking up with me? Did I do something wrong? Am I missing out on something?'

There were no new messages. After a moment's thought, I changed his contact name to "Ex-Boyfriend". Then, I opened my chats with Marcus and Asher, a faint smile tugging at my lips. A new game was just beginning. … That night, Valerie messaged me. She wrote, "Sabby, I heard you and Caleb broke up." Me: "Yeah. We broke up." Valerie: "Are you okay? Do you want me to come stay with you?" Me: "It's okay. I'm fine."

Just like in the living room, everything of mine was gone. For a moment, it felt like I had ceased to exist. His hands shook, and he breathed heavily as he opened our chat history on his phone. Then, he remembered that he had muted me. I had only sent him two messages. [I’m breaking up with you. [I hate betrayal and lies.] When he saw them, he collapsed and leaned against the bed. He typed out and deleted his replies a few times before he sent me the final version. [We can talk about this.]