Torn Natalie Imbruglia Lyrics Novels & Stories

🎶🎶'Don't know if you get it 'cause I can't express how thankful I am That you were always with me when it hurts, I know that you'd understand I don't wanna lose control Nothing I can do anymore Tryin' every day when I hold my breath Spinnin' out in space pressing on my chest I don't wanna lose control Sometimes I still think it's coming but I know it's not Tryin' to breathe in and then out but the air gets caught'🎶🎶 Nate notices my discomfort right away, and he begins to soothe me, stocking my arm softly up and down as I listen to the same song on repeat.

Milka swung her legs on the chair next to my girl, her little head bobbing along to the beat. The lyrics fell from my lips, and my gaze stayed pinned on hers. Her eyes widened and filled, and she lifted her hand to her mouth. You’re not broken, baby, you ain’t shattered, Maybe a little cracked, but darlin’, I can fix you if you let me. Let me soothe the sting, let me kiss your scars, Let me wipe your tears and dry your cheeks, I’ll hold you tight and love you deep. I smile as I sing, strumming on the guitar.

“Natali, we’re here. Let her go.” Natali stopped pacing, turning to face them. Her eyes were red and swollen, her cheeks streaked with tears and rain. She looked like a woman who’d lost everything—who’d been broken beyond repair. “You,” she said, her voice shaking. “You came. I knew you would. But it’s too late. It’s all too late.” “ It’s not too late,” Liam said, stepping forward, his hands raised in a gesture of peace. “We can fix this, Natali. We can help you. But you have to let Taylor go. You have to stop this.”

I’m going to miss him so much. I was listening to my Christian station but had to switch it out when the station went out of range. So I played ‘Standing Still by Jewel’. I loved the romance and girly songs about love, breakups, and heartbreak that’s why I played ‘Torn by Natalie Imbruglia’ right after. Those songs were to my liking. An hour and a few minutes later, I was at the Buc-ee’s gas station. I found a pump unoccupied and parked right next to it. The plan was to trail behind Zach so we could get there at the same time.

However, the drive took longer than it should have, as my eyes kept filling with tears and obscuring my vision. ↜↜ 🖤🖤↝↝ Once at home, I walked straight to my room and tossed the empty tote on my bed. Afterward, collapsing down beside it, I reached over, grabbed my phone and pulled up my playlist. Then, with trembling fingers, I typed in the names of the songs Nathan mentioned. The first one, "Gone, Gone, Gone" by Phillip Phillips, began to play; the lyrics hit me like a ton of bricks, and my sobs grew louder.

I attempted to keep my voice level. “No?” Her brow creased in confusion. “But… isn’t this what you wanted?” “Perhaps once. But Nat, I have fought for so long now. I just don’t know if I can allow my heart to hope any longer, only for it all to be ripped away. I just can’t do it anymore.” Natalie jumped off her seat in a flurry of floral skirts and jiggle of bangles and came to stand in front of me.

"Natalie, please open up!" Natalie took a step back from the door that was constantly banged on by Dante. "Baby, please talk to me. Don't do anything rash!" A tear slipped down her cheeks as she stared at the closed door. She hated how broken his voice sounded, he shouldn't be this sad, he should be strong. Like how he has always been. What will she do now if her strength becomes weak now? No! She won't let that happen, she vowed as she rushed to the door trying to pull it open when her mind reminded her that he was the reason why she was going crazy!

Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me alone in the suffocating silence of the room. I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding and looked down at the shattered remains of my phone. No contact with Abby and Mira. No way to check on her. I swallowed hard, but the lump in my throat refused to go away. The Fane family had taken everything from me. My pride, my dignity. And now, they wanted to take my family too. I thought I could handle anything but not this, certainly not this. If escaping was the only way out of this hell I put myself in, then I might as well face any consequences that comes after.

Sophia hesitated only for a second before stepping forward. Because this was it. The moment she **crossed the line.** There would be no turning back. And a dark part of her **didn’t want to.** Not anymore. Not with him. Not in this world. Because the deeper she fell— The more she realized **she belonged.** ---

He slid his hand down my thigh and pulled me back to him. We fucked again—faster this time. More desperate. I lost myself in the heat, in the chaos, in the distraction. And as I arched under him, I closed my eyes and swore silently. Natalie’s going to pay. For everything. For taking Liam’s heart. For making me feel replaceable. For standing in the way of the Luna I was born to become. I would burn her down if I had to.