You Hurt Me Quotes Novels & Stories

I said, my eyes still glued to the screen in front of me, fingers typing but with less intent. “So… did she hurt you?” he repeated, his voice quieter now. “No... not physically,” I answered, finally stopping my typing and turning my gaze to him. “But her words? They pierced right through me. It felt like they tore into my heart.” "I'm sorry, Camilla."

I couldn’t resist drawing idle circles on her arm. “It triggered a memory from the past,” she whispered. “It was exactly what happened—the intentional spilling of coffee on me. But for different reasons.” She sniffed, and I pulled out another tissue, handing it to her. I wanted to know. “Valerie… the lady who hurled hot coffee at me.” Her eyes glistened, though she fought the tears. “It hurts, you know. To be used by someone you thought loved you.” Now I understood—it was heartbreak.

I would not feel sorry for men who plan to hurt me being the ones who end up hurt. He didn’t drag it out I heard the thumps as he took each one out. Guilt rose up in my throat again, but I shoved it down. They wouldn’t feel the same for hurting me. “You fat fucking whore” those words would forever haunt me. No matter if I had protection from them or not. The damage was already done.

If I don’t, then I am just a stupid person. I knew my mind was fucked up right now so I started drinking as I went downstairs. But Hailey came down. “Hurt me,” she said. I thought that I didn’t hear. “Hm?” I asked. “Hurt me, but don’t drink. Please” I couldn’t believe she was asking me to hurt her? “Why do you think hurting you is any good?” I asked the most sensible question. “Because both of the things will help you keep your mind off... everything”

“ I promise to always be a stable shoulder to cry on. ” “ I promise to hold you till you are strong enough to stand on your own. ” “ I promise to always have your back and to be your biggest fan. ” Miranda smiled through the tears as the memories overwhelmed her. “ But you aren't there, Jose. ” my hands were tightened up in a fist. “ You aren't… ” “ You've always promised to never hurt me, but you've hurt me. ” “ You said you'll never leave me, but you did… ” The tears came down in large drops, blurring my vision. I managed to grab my pillow and hugged it close to my chest as the pain overwhelmed me.

' I asked. 'Get away from me!' he whispered. 'You don't really mean that!' I said. 'It is okay to feel hurt but you can only get hurt when you give people the permission to hurt you!' 'Just like you are doing?' he asked and I felt a stab if pain in my chest. So, he knew he was hurting me and I was allowing him?

“Nо, you саn’t juѕt рlау wіth my hеаrt lіkе thіѕ.” “I nеvеr meant to hurt уоu, Ryan,” I whіѕреrеd, mу wоrdѕ barely аudіblе. “But you did, уоu fuсkіng hurt me mоrе thаn you’ll ever knоw!” “Ryan . . .” I рlеаdеd.

Stressed “What is wrong with you? All we do is argue, you hurt me, disappear and stroll in like it’s nothing just to talk about sex?” Her voice was growing bitter and I hated it. It drives a sharp knife into my chest, every damn time. I hated myself for hurting her I hated myself for causing her pain I hated myself for upsetting her I hated myself for doing anything near what my brother did and it killed me. I had no clue how to stop it, or how the hell I even hurt her. I never meant to.

“Are you hurting me more?” She shook her head, mocking me with a laugh. “Hurting me? Is that all you care about? You really think you are entitled to hurt me, don’t you? Can’t blame you. I already know how low you can stoop to do whatever you think should happen to me. But I am sorry Saint Kazeal de Luca, you will never hurt me more than I am hurting right now. A thousand deaths wouldn’t compare to the pain I am going through right now. And I know it will burn you, so I will let you know you haven’t caused it!”

Her words keep echoing in my skull. I don’t know if I can survive you. I’ve been shot. Stabbed. Beaten to the edge of death. Nothing has ever cut me deeper than that single sentence. Because it is the one wound I cannot fight my way out of.