Toxic Relationship Novels & Stories

“ Stop! I can’t… I-I can’t help you with anything but pain. We are better off without each other. You and me will only inflict pain to each other, can’t you see?! We are in a toxic relationship.” My words hurt him and it reflects in his eyes. He stops and looked at me like he didn’t understand what I am trying to convey. I clamp my hand in my mouth, trying to stop all of the cries but it wasn’t that easy… it wasn’t that easy when the pain is too much. “ How can you say that, huh?! I love you and that is what matters the most right now. Fuck marrying that bitch, fuck the company or legacy.”

"You were everything to me. My entire life revolved around you and maybe that was a little unhealthy. But why would God hurt me like this? Knowing full well that I wouldn't be able to live without you? I'm still living. But what's the point? I'm in a toxic relationship and I think I have feelings for my best friend. It seems like people just can't stop hurting me. No matter how much I love and support them. So what's the point, Ajay?" I asked numbly.

"I haven't had anyone to talk to about my problems because I cut everyone off for Hank. He told me I didn't need anyone but him. I lost everyone I loved, even my best friend, for him. He told me to give up everything for him and I foolishly did. We've been in a very toxic relationship for months now from the moment I realised everything you were saying was true. He took advantage of my love and turned me into his puppet. He controlled me." I remained silent, listening to her. I knew parts of this story from the investigations that had been carried out. I knew he wanted her to leave everything including her career. He had already fired her manager and cancelled

I am trying to get my hysteria and fear off, while he I don't know what, but his eyes don't have the desire, they have a need, a need to forget something, there is guilt and regret that he is trying to erase off. And that's the toxic thing when suddenly our eyes meet as I have stopped sucking his cock, we both know we are using each other not for pleasure but for pain. As we hold our gaze we feel no ounce of remorse at the fact that we are using each other's bodies to get something off our chest. And this would be alarming and many will say is a red flag. But is it? Why is a relationship always defined as good things? We are not perfect. No human is.

"I give that bitch everything but she doesn't appreciate any of it. She wants freedom. Let her be fucking free" They have always behaved this way for the last four years. It was better when a baby wasn't involved. I thought the little guy would make them stop but it only gets worse. "I am not good at relationships, but you guys are fucked up. You know that right?" I take the baby from him and he instantly sighs in relief. Idiot. " She wants us to settle and I am not ready for that shit, yet" Dante sighs, looking lost. His worried gaze remains on the gate, as he expects Sandra to burst through it. Their relationship is toxic.

But my tears betray me, streaming down my cheeks despite my efforts to hold them back. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I try to calm the storm raging within me. It's only been a week since we started this relationship, and already it's facing challenges it shouldn't have to endure. I can't help but blame myself for it all. I'm the toxic one, poisoning the very thing I longed for. ***

More than the heated pains and fvck me if I said that they weren't bad enough. It felt like my heart had been pierced with a knife and then twisted again and again. Have you ever heard of toxic relationships ? This was one. In fact, this was not even a relationship. But it was toxic enough for someone to choke on it and die. I don't know why I started having feelings for him again. He was a fvcking asshole and nothing else even now. I blame this on my mom and my siblings for brainwashing my brain. I had been right before and I was right now. He was an unsuitable, worthless piece of selfish shit.

“I just hated how you disappeared on me for days. That is not how a relationship works, Dylan. If we want this to work, we need to learn to communicate, else we would never make this work.” He nodded. “I know, baby, I know.” “Yes, I was in a relationship,” I continued, “For a very long time that I had lost myself in it. It was a toxic one, so I have lived through a toxic relationship and because of that I refuse to be in another, Dylan. I just cannot live through another.” “You will not,” He shook his head, “I promise, we would not have a toxic relationship.”

Who thought a secret relationship was a good idea? Oh, yeah, me. That was before the secret relationship became something complex, more than just a boy and a girl. Now it was entwined deeply in a past filled with horrors I can’t even imagine, voices I’ll never hear, and memories I’ll never see fully. It was not just a passing college fling, something to pass the time. It was real. It was as real as a relationship could ever be.

She wanted to punish him for something that he didn't even do. What kind of relationship were they in ? If this wasn't toxic then what is ?