Novel & Cerita When Loving Him Is Hurting You

He's happy with someone. She's innocent. He's the cold player. She always keeps on asking if he's okay. He doesn't care at all. She's crying. He's laughing with her. One day. She stops seeing and caring for him she realizes Loving Him Was Too painful...

"Because I’m in love with you. More than I should be. More than I planned, I never saw it coming, but it happened." His face shifted, surprise softening his expression before it cooled into something more distant. "And so, your way of showing love is getting me fired? That’s how deep your love runs? How does that sound to you? Do you know how much it hurt?" He stood up and picked up his jacket from the couch. "You know what? I’m tired. Tired of being thrown around in the name of love. Real love isn’t supposed to hurt this way, and isn’t toxic either."

He said, then paused for a moment before he continued. “It’s hard to say what you want, and do what you want. It’s hard to express your feelings but you know you love them. I know he was wrong but he has always been cold, and alone, and judging from your explanation, I tell you, he was just hurt. We all have different ways of showing our hurt, and I’m also saying this for your sake. Since you love him, I want you to rethink things. Couples will fight, but it’s all so they become stronger and understand each other better.”

It was he who failed. Loving him have only given me pain. I am better off without it. Even if I somehow still have some feelings for him I can never go back to him. The damage he had created can't be repaired now. Whenever I see his face all the torture scene starts revolving in my mind. Fear starts taking over my whole being. Even if he lift his hand in affection I flinch back in fear that he will hit me. How am I supposed to live with him like this. I can't spend my lifetime in fear like this.

My heart couldn't handle the pain of having him while knowing he wasn't completely mine. Loving someone who doesn't love you back is painful. Loving someone and getting betrayed by them is heartbreaking. However loving someone and not being able to have them, no matter how hard you want them, no matter how much he loves you back, no matter how much you both try, that...that is pure torture. He pulled back and only then did I realize that I was sobbing uncontrollably. I tried to turn away from him but he held me back, forcing me to face him.

“That’s the only reason I’m still here. Enduring the silence. The mood swings. The distance. Because I love her.” I nodded slowly, hugging the blanket tighter. “Why does love always hurt this bad?” His chuckle was low, tired. “Because we always fall hardest for the people who can hurt us the most.” We sat in silence again. It wasn’t awkward. Just… quiet. He didn’t try to fill the space, and I didn’t feel the need to either. Somehow, that made it better. “I saw you and Liam earlier,” he said after a while. I stiffened slightly.

The pain spread with swift and efficient cruelty, dismantling every wall I’d carefully constructed since morning. With hands that trembled violently, I pressed the folder harder against my chest and bit down on my lower lip—hard enough to sting—so that not a single sound of grief could escape me. But why does it hurt this much, God? Why does loving him have to cost this much? I cried inwardly, mourning the wretched fate of a heart trapped in the labyrinth of a forbidden love that would never, in any lifetime, find its way out. ****

Why mess me up like this? Every single thing was a lie, the care, the kindness, the dance, the kisses, his words, everything was just to get me to fall into his game. Oh Adrian, why hurt me so? Why break me so? Why get me to love you only to damage me? Why move my heart just to trample on it? I wanted to curse him, I wanted to throw a lot of profanities at him but I couldn’t, I couldn’t lay one single curse at me. It hurts that even after learning of this heartbreaking truth, I still love him, my heart still beat for him just like it did last night. Why? Why can’t I hate him? Why can’t I get rid of the forsaken love? Just why? “Has she said anything?” I heard Max’s voice.

love gave me a scar! A deep wound that wouldn't heal – I'm still reeling from that hurt! The betrayal that stings more than abandonment—it burns me from within. And the cruellest part? I've learnt the art to master every pain causing me to wither slowly, yet I keep shining to the world. That's how damaging love is! It kills slowly and painfully, with the world having no idea that you are dying, and when you finally break down, people have been wondering how this happened.

" I asked. "It's just…" He let out a harsh sigh, taking another gulp first, "...your friend. She's just rejecting me over and over again. It’s…” He glanced at me with a ‘I don’t know if I should be telling you’ face, but continued, “it’s annoying. I’ve never felt so used yet useless in my life. I really really really love Lyric.” His voice broke at the end and I felt a pang in my heart for him. “I’m so sorry, on her behalf.” my forehead creased. His blues eyes bled with hurt, it made my heart tight, like I could feel his hurt. We were both heartbroken by the ones we loved dearly. “I’m really sorry.”