Novel & Cerita When Loving Him Is Hurting You

“My darling, I didn’t know.” His voice was low and filled once again with love “I tend to think the worst due to my past.” Matthew sits up put his arms around me pulling me to his lap. “I didn’t know if he would answer and you didn’t let me explain. I’m telling you now, I won’t put up with being treated as if you don’t trust me. I’m sure we’ll have arguments like everyone else. I’ll match your toe to toe.. but I must have trust.” Matthew pulled me close and kissed me. It was a good but short kiss. Then he simply held me. Words don’t speak as loud as actions. I know his love his true.

And I lost everything for supporting her in this madness, and where did we stop? He seemed to feel the presence of death of so much that he cried, and was not strong enough to contain the hurt and discouragement. He had never felt as useless and powerless as at that moment. I couldn't even blame my friend for anything, doubting very much that she was alive to tell the horrors that she had certainly been the consequence of loving. He cried and struggled to get rid of the bursts of pain that broke in his chest. It hurt so much, he thought, to the hiccups. If I knew that loving would hurt so much... I would have avoided falling in love. I could have tried it. Damn Tristan Walker.

I didn’t hold anything back, letting the words spill out in a rush of anger and hurt and sorrow. She listened, her expression a mixture of sympathy and outrage. When I was done, she reached across the table and took my hand, her touch a warm, solid anchor in the storm of my emotions. “Oh, Aria,” she said, her voice a soft, soothing murmur. “I’m so sorry. He’s an idiot. A complete and total idiot.” “But he’s my idiot,” I whispered, my voice a hoarse, choked sound. “And I love him.” “I know,” she said, her voice gentle. “And that’s the problem. Because when you love someone, you give them the power to hurt you. And he hurt you. Bad.”

The word felt heavy. I walked closer to the bed, lowering my voice. “You don’t know what I feel,” I said. “Then tell me.” My chest rose and fell unevenly. “You won’t understand.” “Try me.” I stared at him for a long moment. “You won’t know what it feels like,” I began slowly, “to love someone so much that even when they hurt you, you still see them in everything.” He didn’t interrupt. “Yes, I still love Roman,” I said.

I pleaded in very sexy tone. Still he saw through my act and hugged me . " I'm sorry because you are forcing yourself to love me. I know you've forgiven me for the past aggressive behaviour but your body can't. You are scared that I'll hurt you again." " No... No Loren. I love you way too much that I can't bring myself to hate you. Even if you hurt me I can get myself healed..."

My hand on my chest, I feel what's left of my heart ache. "Lillian, wait! "I hear Adam coming from afar. The doorman looks at me confused. "OPEN THE DAMN GATE! " I scream and he does what I ask. Adam tries to run but I manage to get to his car first, I get in and lock the doors. "Lillian, for God's sake, listen to me! Open the door, let me in. "He asks desperately hitting the window of his car and trying to open the door. Why does loving someone hurt so much? I've felt pain in many different ways and I can assure you that this is one of the most terrible.

That for once, I thought that what we had was real. "When you are drugged with love," I began. "You'll find it hard to differentiate what is wrong from what is right. So, people often make a decision that if it doesn't hurt them, they will hurt others. Just like Harris who hurt me when he decided to trade me for another woman. And it's like me hurting myself by repeatedly begging him even though he's really gone. That's how love works, it will make you incapacitated to make the right decision at the time.” I quickly blinked my eyes as they began getting filled with tears. I tried to remove the blurring of my vision and tried to stop myself from letting out a sob.

Going inside, I sat beside him and held his hand, they say that mate’s touch boosts in healing. If you don’t love me, then why you took my dagger? Sometimes I wanted to hurt you so badly, not because I want to but to let you know how it feels, but I can't. How can I peel you out of my heart, when it beats for you. “Your hurting me, but I love you and every second you don’t love me back… it hurts,” I whispered and placed my head on his hand. My mind was in haze, and throat clot from all the crying.

She wondered if he really loved her like he had claimed. The intense pain of betrayal crushed her soul, with her heart breaking into a million pieces. She swept her palm across her face wiping the tears off, and pushed the heavy weights of grief down the back of her mind. Her mind was made up. Since they couldn't wait to throw her out, not out into the streets though, but it made no difference, she was being thrown to a man she knew nothing about, then by all means, she had to leave. Maybe it would be easier to live with an unknown man than living with a family that only caused her deep sorrow. She craved warmth from someone else other than herself.

he explained as if it was that easy. I scoffed, “You think it’s easy to forget if someone you love hurt you? Do you know what is the most painful thing that can happen to a human? The most painful thing is when you realize that everything around you was a lie, that you were living in a lie because of someone that you love. Pain isn’t something you forget Warren. It scars you and whatever you do it will always be there.” Warren scoffed too, “You talk as if I were the only bad guy here. You also cheated remember? It was your fault. None of these would happen if you didn’t lie to me-”