Novel & Cerita Ripped My Heart Out

Arthur inquired, a teasing grin on his face. "You jerk!" I yelled as I reached for his shirt, but I quickly stopped myself. "I don't need the key to your heart because it's useless to me. It's either I rip off your chest, carry your heart, and crush it into pieces with my foot... or I just carry my heart and destroy it so you can never have it." I added. "Can you do that? Can you rip off my heart, and can you rip off your own heart?" He asked while arching his brows.

Every threat, fear, emotional moment, had tears streaming down my cheeks as I twisted my hand within his chest. I ripped his heart out with one swift pull. Blood squirted from the open hole in his chest and his head fell slowly to the side. Abe’s eyes remained wide open. I threw his heart across the room, stumbling backwards and backing away from his mangled body.

They went to the same restaurant Xavier and I went to on our first date, smiling in a carefree manner as she sat in the place where I used to sit. She wanted every memory I had with Xavier to be filled with her shadow in his heart. I felt like I was now forced to watch a movie that didn't belong to me play out before my eyes. Misty told me to stop watching, but I couldn't stop myself from scrolling further. The pain in my chest eventually grew numb. Eventually, there was nothing left but an unexpected calmness in my heart. As it turned out, even emotions didn't bother showing anymore once someone had reached peak disappointment in someone else.

Mia’s heart wasn’t breaking. No, that would have been far too much better. What was happening was it was being ripped out of her chest. She literally felt like her heart was pushing its way out of her chest through her ribs, cracking them painfully one at a time in the process.

I loved him with all my heart and when he finally broke my heart, it was shattered to pieces and left me with nothing. Empty. That was the right word to describe what I was feeling right now, sitting on the couch and staring blankly at the TV. It felt like he just thrust his hand, past my rib cage, straight into my heart, and ripped it out. I knew there was no mere human who could actually do that yet for today, only tonight, I’d like to believe that what had actually happened because I couldn’t explain the hollow in my chest.

Slipping off my heels, I start unbuttoning his shirt while he unbuckles his jeans and noticing the blood still staining his chest. I ran a hand over the spot where Xamnir ripped his heart out; there was still a scar, and it would probably stay there for the rest of his life. This scar proves that he almost died, that he was almost ripped away from me forever just when he claimed me as his. I feel tears running down my cheek and lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart beating fast. “Are you okay? Your heart is beating like crazy,” I say, peering up at him with a frown. He gives me a sheepish smile and wraps his arms around me.

My head began spinning again and again as my heart that was pounding out of my chest earlier just shattered into pieces. I sat alone in my car, crying my eyes out as I replay everything that I saw in my mind. I haven't felt this level of pain in my life. With everything that I've been through I thought, nothing was going to hurt me anymore, but I was wrong. I was so wrong. I felt like I was being cut open alive before they pull my heart slowly, painfully, and agonizingly out of my chest, making me feel all the jabs of the knife, all the tears in my heart.

It was like my heart had been ripped out, and I was left to deal with the pain and loneliness. It was not just my heart breaking, it felt as though my entire body had been beaten and bruised badly. I could not contain the agony any longer. I let out a loud, piercing scream, like a wounded animal.

Slipping off my heels, I start unbuttoning his shirt while he unbuckles his jeans and noticing the blood still staining his chest. I ran a hand over the spot where Xamnir ripped his heart out; there was still a scar, and it would probably stay there for the rest of his life. This scar proves that he almost died, that he was almost ripped away from me forever just when he claimed me as his. I feel tears running down my cheek and lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart beating fast. “Are you okay? Your heart is beating like crazy,” I say, peering up at him with a frown. He gives me a sheepish smile and wraps his arms around me.

He looked at me hurt. "Mia," he began. "DON'T." I burst out, "DON'T YOU DARE! I SLAPPED THE GUY I LOVED BECAUSE OF YOU! I GOT MY HEART BROKEN BECAUSE OF YOU! DAMIEN IS LEAVING ME BECAUSE OF YOU!" I laughed humourlessly, "I was such a blind person." I held onto my hair tight, "such a blind person to not see this! Your true side...I always thought of you as the guy who could never harm anyone...BUT YOU ARE A MONSTER. HOW CAN YOU ENJOY PLAYING WITH PEOPLE'S FEELINGS. HOW CAN YOU BE SO RUTHLESS."