You Hurt Me Quotes Novels & Stories

How had I managed to fuck up so bad? Scarlett’s face haunted me, her hurt expression burned into my memory like a brand. I never wanted to hurt her, but my words had cut her deeper than any physical blow ever could. The realization of what I had done clawed at my insides, a relentless torment that refused to be silenced. I growled in frustration, the groist sound torn from the depths of my soul.

He said and I narrowed my eyes at him. "Is it necessary to roast me in every possible sentence?" I asked. "Is that the problem? Is that what hurt you?" He asked and I smiled softly shaking my head as a no. How can I be hurt when all my time goes into laughing at them. I start laughing even while remembering them. "Then what is it? Tell me." "Umm..... it's....that....you.....I-"

“It hurts like being stabbed by a thousand needles.” “I didn’t know my rejection would be this fatal,” Hanna murmured in a hurt tone as the young man who had helped her looked in so much pain with the gruesome marks clearly printed on his broad chest. “So, how can I help you?”

I yelled at her. With a weird look on her face, she says “I'm sorry you hurt love” she was Patting my back, pushing her hand away, I pointed to my chest “ ME?! Hurt never “Even I don't believe them words, taking another shot of the whiskey to keep my mouth occupied instead of talking nonsense.

says Dane lowly. The words dig into me deeper than the bullet from Cyprus's Sig. It hurts really bad. I want to rip my heart out from the throbbing inside. To escape it. "Now you know. So leave me to die," I say coldly. He stares at me, the grey hard and unforgiving. His whole body has withdrawn from me. As if he's repulsed. I bet he is. Why would he want to be near a monster like me? The thought, a thought I have, hurts the most. I guess the person that hurts you the most is yourself. Especially when you tell yourself you're not good enough.

"I won't go against our family's decision, Quel. I'm sorry. I have been so selfless my whole life, let me be selfish, even if it's just for now. I love you." I turned my back and walked away. "How dare you turn away?!" He yelled. I closed my eyes even if I know I'm too weak to open them again. I love you too, Quel. But, I wonder why... I wonder why everyone I love hurts me without even blinking. They love to hurt me. They love to see me in pain. Is it... Is it so satisfying to watch me suffer? "Do you love seeing me hurting that much that you keep on creating sources of my pain and suffering everyday?" I mumbled.

"I really did like you. Or maybe I didn't. I'll never know now." Eamon was quiet, just watching me with those careful eyes. "Maybe I just liked having you around. Maybe I just liked that security." My laugh came out bitter and broken. "But losing you this fast in this life, and not even because you found out I'm the worst person you could give your love to... it really hurts." "You're not horrible, Saraphina." "You don't know what I did though. So you cannot say that." I looked at him, really looked at him, and the pain in my chest got worse. "I hurt somebody."

Stop deceiving yourself and stop playing games with me. "You're really getting a kick out of this, aren't you?" I said with a slight jest in my voice, trying to mask the hurt that was bubbling up inside me. The chuckles from your lips only served to deepen the wounds, reminding me of how much you've changed. It's like a knife twisting in my heart with every laugh. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore; they flowed freely down my cheeks, tracing the path of my brokenness.

I said He stared at me with teary eyes "I hurt people you know that right?" He said " Why do you hurt them? Why are you doing that are you doing that for fun? Tell me "I uttered " No. I'm doing this for you to notice me" he said " Why Me? And why did you hurt yourself too? Why do you need to do that? You almost killed yourself" I said in a calm tone of voice

Ohhh" she replied. "Take your time, I just want you to know that I like you very much, and I want you very much" "You also want to marry me, make me the mother of your kids? " Yes, can I propose now? Her beautiful eyes were amused. ________________________________________ Hurting myself was what I do Best, lingering on broken memories. What's broken is broken. It can't be fixed. Still my heart felt used. Fekit discarded, even hurting her hurts me more than it should.