When Loving Him Is Hurting You Novels & Stories

He saw me kissing Max with his own eyes, it must have hurt him badly. He sighed and pulled me into his arms. “Baby girl, I know that you used to do that when you feel hurt. But please don’t do it anymore. You hurt me, but you are also hurting yourself. That’s not a way to feel loved. I’m here, you have me. You don’t have to do it anymore.” I knew what he said was true. Every time I felt hurt because of a guy, I would use another guy just to feel loved. I even used Cole. But I wouldn’t feel good after that. I would feel miserable and Damian understood.

I reminded, removing my hand off his. "You don't need to be a reminder… I know" he said bluntly. "That person was just trying to be nice, you don't need to be rude to him" he furthered. Now I get it, he is defending his heartbeat. "How was that rude… I don't even know him" I reprimanded. "Enough of the argument, I just wonder how your boyfriend would cope with you" he mocked while I gave him a daring glare. "We could practice that now" I suggested, and he laughed. In the next generation to come, it wouldn't be possible.

His hands clenched into fists, his knuckles white as he pressed them against his forehead. “Why did I say those things?” he muttered, his voice muffled and trembling. “Why can’t I control myself around her?” The firelight flickered, casting shadows on his face as the tears continued to fall. His chest heaved with the force of his sobbing, his breathing ragged and uneven. His mind was a battlefield of conflicting emotions—anger at himself, grief for the child he would never know, and a deep, unrelenting ache for the woman he had pushed away again and again.

This time, all my thoughts were flowing, smoothly, and not clear. I no longer waited for him or ignored him as I went up again. But I know his watching me in the dark. Watching my move, and I see the bitterness' don't turn your back on him. It was very surreal expression, the same before. But now its very far. Because if I tried, I knew I would lose, and only get hurt in the end. Loving someone means, pouring too much efforts and attention. I want to lose my hope, I want to be feel of being hurt again, for a consequence that I know will benefited me. And that's what I did when I saw him waiting for me.

I couldn’t shake the image of Declan’s tear-streaked face, the way his voice had broken when he asked if loving me was a crime. My heart hurt, a deep, gnawing pain that I couldn’t ignore. I wasn’t cruel. I didn’t want to hurt him. But every time I let him close, it was like reopening a wound I’d spent years trying to heal. Love was pain. I’d learned that lesson the hard way, and I wasn’t about to let it destroy me again.

Some wounds run too deep to forget, too raw to ever heal into anything but a reminder of what he took from me. Loving him is impossible.

Our eyes are still connected, and he never left mine; saying those words directly to me makes it even worse. Am I wrong to love you? Why are you hurting me this way? You knew how much I loved you, and yet you purposefully hurt me like this? My heart is being torn apart, and my mind is tormenting me even more. I bit my lower lip, even how much I want to shout everything to him that is on my mind still I hold it in. It hurts, but I somehow realize he is doing this to test me; he already has suspicions. If I act more agitated in response to those words, my actions will be exposed to him. I'll be even more pathetic to him than I already am.

I melted into her arms. “Please don’t cry, sweet girl,” she whispered, rubbing soothing circles on my back. “Everything will be okay, I promise you. I know you’re hurting right now, and it feels like your world is spinning . But this pain won’t last for long, I know it.” “But it just hurts so much,” I finally said. “It hurts more than I can explain.” “I know it does,” she replied gently. “Loving someone can really hurt sometimes.” “I thought maybe… this time would be different. I thought I was finally healing being with Adrain,” I confessed. “But now I feel like I am right back where I started. Just another stupid girl who fell for the wrong man.”

I didn't look at his mistakes because I love him. When you love someone. You will be really stupid. You will make yourself cry. You will never get tired of making him feel your love. "Even if you love him. Even if you fall on your knees in front of him. There's nothing you can do. Lucas doesn't love you anymore. He has no feelings for you anymore. You're only hurting yourself." Damn hurt! It's really stupid but I love Lucas. I can't falling back my feelings for him. My feelings are true but it's just a joke to him? I'm hurt while he's happy? Shit! I'm not playful but why me?

“You shouldn’t love a man like me, I’m not good for you, and I’ll never be.” “But…” “You wanted me to be honest even though it’s hurt, and this is me being honest,” every word felt like a knife sliced through my heart. Why was I the one feeling hurt when I was trying to hurt her? “I can't reciprocate your feelings, because I am incapable of it. Loving me would be torturous to you, and I won't allow it. It wouldn’t be fair to you,” my chest rose heavily. I was trying to keep my cool, but it was hard to.