When U Are Hurt Quotes Novels & Stories

It feels like I was just slapped by the truth, I don't know what should I feel right now. If there is one thing that I am certain right now, it is that I am hurt by what he said because it's one of the painful truths that I'm trying to ignore for so long since I know that it won't help me. Then I heard those words from Zuck, it's a different pain when someone spits those words in your face with hatred and disgust. I did not even realize that little by little my tears starts trickling down from my eyes. 'Have some respect for yourself, Ashton.' Those are Zuck words that echoes in my mind until now.

" my answer. ′′Oh! I told you! I just told you that you will only get hurt if you keep thinking about what happened earlier and keep repeating it. Your tears will fall again! You know I don't know what to say, but if you don't get over it now you'll just end up thinking negatively, and at the end still you're the loser. Don't be hurt! I'm just stating the fact. Eat now it might get cold later and it won't be delicious anymore." ′′Hot and Cold? Oil and water? And even me and him, can't ever be the best perfect match for each other." I said, and exhale deeply. ′'Your just hungry, hahaha. You should stop it!"

"You're just hurt. There's a difference." I followed him, feet crunching on gravel, and tried to hold onto that. Hurt, not broken. Hurt could heal. Maybe. * * *

He says and I snap my gaze up to his, he hugs me, I'm stunned for a moment, then he releases me, "Be more careful, and avoid getting hurt, also, I want you to remember always that you are an amazing person, and whenever you remember something hurtful or overwhelming, just remember that you are awesome and unique and no one can change that" He finishes and I open my mouth to respond but no words come out.

"Victoria, do you really have feelings for Jeffrey? Can you—" "No!" I cut Harry off. His hands clenched the bedsheets, his throat bobbing as he struggled to swallow his emotions. "Why? Is it because of Jeffrey? He's nothing but an opportunist who took advantage of the situation!" I met his gaze, my voice sharp and unyielding. "Harry, where we are today has nothing to do with anyone else. Yes, you saved me this time, but that doesn't erase the damage you caused before. I'll never forgive you."

She asks in a monotone, ice-cold voice. The thoughts of my childhood play in my mind: Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me. No, those words are wildly incorrect because those words that just came out of Millie’s mouth not only hurt me but just fucking destroyed me.

The memory of that moment haunted me, a stark reminder of the lengths we go to shield ourselves from ridicule. "When you protect yourself from pain, be sure you don't protect yourself from love. That's how we are; we choose pride over our own preferences, so the ending is you are the one that gets hurt in the end," his words echoed in my mind, stirring a whirlwind of emotions within me. The fragility of our bond laid bare before us, a testament to the vulnerabilities we dared not confront.

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Her voice was sharp with annoyance. Her words cut deep, and I sobbed harder—this time for having such foolish thoughts about a man who hadn’t even called me since it all happened. “Have you even thought about the woman who tried to skin you alive? She’s the real victim. Put yourself in her shoes and feel what she felt. No wonder she was ready to burn your skin,” Laura said bluntly. She wanted me to hate him.

Diana continued insulting me. I lowered my head, taking their insults at me, my body trembling withstood their new blows. Hurting someone with words indeed hurts more than hurting them physically. If the physical wound can still be treated, but the hurt in the feeling is too difficult to heal, "I'm not a bum," I said, shaking. I hold back my tears from coming out.