Romans & histoires Quotes About Abandoned

His father had completely abandoned us. “Papa…” he whispered, and to my ears, he sounded like a little boy desperately searching for his father beyond the tall, heavy walls. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I held him even tighter. “I am here, and I will never leave you. Mama is here, just like before.” We both cried as our hearts shattered into pieces. Never again should we try to enter a world where we did not belong and where we were never accepted. To be continued...

"Mom. You keep saying I'm your flesh and blood. Then tell me — how many ribs does a person have?" She went still. I answered for her. "Two of mine were broken. And you told me it was Chloe being young and foolish, that I'd had a bad attitude, that I should just be the bigger person and let it go. So tell me — exactly how big a person do I have to be to just let go of two broken ribs?" My mother opened her mouth. Nothing came out. Behind us, Chloe shouted, "Mom, don't beg him! Let him leave if he wants to! This family doesn't need him!"

I stated, hating not knowing why. “I can’t tell you anything yet, little flame. Too much is on the line.” He frowned. “You confuse me. Why would you bother to drag me into it, I’m nobody?” I shared looking at them just as they shared a look. I’m going to have to keep an eye on these two. "You are not a nobody." he retorted, releasing Abigail's arm and turning to me. "Sure I am. I am the abandoned orphan found at a fire station with only a name and a cryptic note."

As if all my words were meaningless noise. "Your mother is the perfect example." My fists clenched at my sides. “Just look at her life. Abandoned first by her husband, then by her son. And in the end? She died a meaningless, painful death. She died the way she had come to this world: alone. Her entire life was like a bad joke, wasted and thrown away on men who never valued her.” I let out a low, cruel laugh. "That is your inheritance, Abigail. That is what is waiting for you.”

My heart raced as memories flashed through my mind—lost moments, failures, the pain of being alone. “I fear… being abandoned,” I confessed, the words spilling out before I could stop myself. “Abandoned?” He repeated, his voice dripping with mockery. “Why do you think you deserve that? Tell me.” His question cut deep, slicing through the fragile barrier I had built to protect myself. I hesitated, searching for a way out, but there was no escape from his dark grasp. “I—because I’m not good enough,” I stammered, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. “Because I always mess things up. People leave me.”

But the reality of my situation still weighed heavily upon me, and I continued to spill my heartache. "The only parent I ever had, even he has left me," I whispered, the words catching in my throat. The pain of abandonment, the sense of being unwanted, overwhelmed me like a tidal wave. He couldn't fully comprehend the depth of my pain, but he could feel it resonating within me. With a mix of sympathy and determination, he offered a solution. "Come with me," he said softly, his voice filled with warmth and protection. "Let me take you to my penthouse, away from this haunted house."

Her gaze moved over the abandoned hall they sat in, the dark, ugly walls, the broken chairs stacked in a corner, the space that once was filled with smiling people. “This place, it was my father’s. He owned it back when things were going well for him, for us.” Jace’s jaw tightened. He already knew where this was going, but he chose to remain silent to avoid stopping her. Clara’s voice cracked as she continued, tears sliding slowly down her cheeks. “After his fall from power, after the humiliation, everything crumbled. He lost the financial strength to keep the place alive," she stopped as a sob broke through. Jace just watched carefully. Then, she continued. "People stopped coming. The money

His gaze now hollow, he stared at the horizon, where our dark home was. Gerard, the coward with a history of sins, no longer possessed the courage to step into the house known as our home. The cityscape beneath Gerard's feet was starting to go blurry in his eyes. He could never figure out what meaning was there for him to live his life out in such a groggy and muddled state. So, he began laughing like a madman. "Oh, Gerard Frost… You thought you were smart, didn't you? At the end of the day, you're nothing but a pathetic joke! Your family is all gone now, thanks to the woman you trusted the most!

She stiffened. “I fucking missing this.” The past wasn’t dead. It had only been buried.

¶Aiyla PoV¶ " If You Can't Do Anything about it tHeN let it go. Don't Be a prisoner to things You can't change" - Tony Gaskins ********* Growing up without your mother by your side was certainly the hardest thing in life, but like the phrase says" if you can't do anything about it then let it go" this quote is true and right but it was so wrong for me. I could never let go of the fact that our mother abandoned us. It was really hard for me to accept the truth and move on..