Shatter Me Pages Novels & Stories

Saw the same girl who had stared at a single line just hours ago. And this time, something snapped. My hand shot out before I could stop it. The mirror shattered. Glass scattered across the floor like pieces of me. And I whispered it… through clenched teeth, through a breath I couldn’t hold in anymore. “I can’t keep pretending this is just paper.”

I try to forget it every time I see you, I see you I thought I could do it without it Now I know I need you, I need you This is turning into some kind of fucking amnesia, I need you Memories fade away Love is so crazy So break me and do it again tomorrow I almost forgot who we are I'll let you drive me crazy for another day Isn't this love madness, madness? Yeah... His fingers stopped playing the piano, he slowly moved them away, looking at the keyboard as his tears fell onto it. He touched the keys, frowning, his gaze fixed on one of the photographs. He took it in his hands and simply threw it towards the large window, watching it fall outside. He ran his hands through his hair, gasping, fa

I continue to smash and destroy everything within reach, each crash and clatter echoing the turmoil in my mind. A framed picture of Graham and me, once a symbol of our partnership, now feels like a mockery. I grab it and throw it with all my might, watching as it shatters into fragments. The glass cuts my hand, but I barely feel it through the haze of rage and despair. The bookshelf is next. I yank books from the shelves, flinging them across the room. The titles blur together as they hit the walls and floor with dull thuds. The room, once a place of order and control, is now a chaotic mess, mirroring the ruin of my life.

I look at my shaking hand and i try to stop it from shaking like this but alas, he messed me up, he ruined me and nothing will change that. I curl it into a fist, my nails digging into my palm, so hard that it pains but i don't stop. "I am okay, everything is okay." I whisper to myself, again and again to keep myself from breaking down, "It'll be okay." I say. But deep down, i know it won't. I close my eyes when i hear a loud glass shuttering sound from behind me, it was followed by loud thud of slamming a door shut. I open the bathroom's door and take a look inside the room and like i thought the mirror is now on the floor, he shattered it into pieces, just like he did to me.

He had a painful expression, which annoyed Vivian. “Don’t look at me with that painful look. Someone might think I am wicked. But I am not. I just participated in the race, and I won. The game had no rules and all it cared about was to win. And I did exactly that. "Please get out of my house. I have already filed for divorce. I don’t need you in my house," she said harshly. "Are you driving me out of your own house?" he asked. “Please get out. You are destroying our peace. Hey drive him away. I don’t want to see him near this house." Shadrach, who is her fiancé, said.

He snarls, snatching my waist and slamming me against the wall. My face scratches brutally against the wall. And I shiver as more tears pour from my eyes when he presses his hardness against me. “P…please.”My heart shatters at my plea and shatters even more when his laugh fans my ear. “Just like that, I like to hear you beg.” Thinking my plea meant submission, his hold on me reduces. I don't waste the chance as I once again fight, kicking and scratching, but Mich's punches rain down, sending me crashing to the floor beside a white vase. It shatters, shards scattering everywhere, like my shattered hopes.

"Do you need something?" His eyes filled with obvious sorrow, his voice trembling slightly. "Could we... maybe talk for a bit? I know I made a lot of mistakes in the past. But I'd like to talk with you, even if it's just this one last time." Seeing his defeated appearance, I felt no stir of emotion inside. The memories that had once kept me awake at night, that had once broken my heart, now felt distant and unfamiliar. After a brief hesitation, I gave a small nod and led him toward a secluded corner.

She lifted the device high, fingers trembling, and pressed every button at once. The screen flared, then shattered in her hand like glass. The Core convulsed. The towers screamed—voices cascading into chaos, billions of memories unraveling at once. The plain of light ruptured, breaking apart into rivers that dissolved into nothing. The rewritten staggered, their faces unraveling, scattering into sparks. The massive tower of Emma’s selves shattered last, her own younger faces dissolving into streaks of light that rose like fireflies, vanishing into the collapsing horizon.

Then it broke loose, ripping outward through me like a storm finally unleashed. I shattered. Pain tore through my veins, then disappeared, like my blood had been drained empty. My body lost its form, bones screaming as they fractured, everything splintering at once. I fell apart into fragments and was swallowed by the frozen shell, my remains blending into it until nothing of me was left.

All the things I used to look forward to now cut deep into my heart. I quietly slipped into the shadows at the edge of the room without anyone noticing. My whole body was tense, but the tears kept falling despite how disgraceful it was. My chest ached as if it had been torn open. I pulled out my phone and sent my boss a message. "Something urgent came up. I'm leaving early." I got in the car, my mind blank. Suddenly, I remembered what the doctor had said and patted my chest, whispering to myself. "Don't cry… The doctor said I can't have any strong emotions… No crying…"