You Hurt Yourself To Make Me Stay Mga Nobela at Kwento

He needs me just as much as I need him. Glancing down at the marks on my thighs I sigh. I let myself break, and not because I chose to. It just sort of....happened. I've made marks on myself to replace the pain that has still kept its control over me. Maybe sometimes it's better to express sadness than to keep it in; because cutting myself only made me feel worse.

~STORM Kieran came into the room minutes after I got in. "He left already. Honey don't be sad. You know I'm here for you." He said to me and I couldn't help but cry more "I hate myself a lot. I hate my entire life. What do I do to get out of this? Everyone who should love me keeps hurting me. All I hate is myself and you and what if you stop loving me someday." I said to him and he froze.

You're here, I wasn't expecting you to actually show up" " What are you doing to yourself... what's going on? My voice is breaking, it's not anything new, my heart can't handle it, seeing him like this. "I can't stop thinking about you and you don't even want to see me, so I engaged in a fight to get my mind off you? "Are you hearing... yourself? " I still can't stop thinking about you tho ..it didn't help" " I think I need to go back and let them beat me up real good"

“Let me comfort you. Please don’t push me away. Let me stay,” “I-I want to regret why I meet you. Nothing you did something else in my life but just hurt my feelings. Don’t I deserve to be happy? It's like this just always? Why is it so easy for you to hurt me? I'm so hurt, Magnus. When will you stop hurting my feelings?”

But just before he stepped out, he turned again. "You're really okay?" I parted my lips. Suddenly, a thin thread of hope rose inside me. "If I weren't okay… would you stay with me?" He paused—only for a heartbeat—then smiled. "Cammy, don't be ridiculous. Rita's still waiting for me at the hospital. Go to bed early. I'm leaving." The door closed. And I finally broke. I cried for choosing the wrong man. I cried for how foolish I was—still holding out hope for someone who had already shown me the ending.

My voice shook harder, "I hurt myself because it makes me focus for a little while." Raphael’s jaw tightened instantly. I saw it happen. The muscle jumped hard beneath his skin but he didn't interrupt me. So I kept going. "Sometimes I scratch at my skin until it bleeds because it helps me stay awake while I study. I burn myself in the office to work better," my breathing turned uneven now, "And when I fail something... when I mess up... I go home and I punish myself for it. I cut my skin, I cut off my breath..."

“Please don't harm yourself.” “How could I curse Ron? He is the only person who has ever truly loved my mom… the only person I hate is… myself.” I snatched my fingers away from him again “Nathan, please leave.” I begged. “What? No, I can't.” He argued. “ I will stay here until yo—” “NATHAN GET OUT!” I Screamed and I winced in pain when my already broken jaw smart painfully. “Get out and don't come here anymore.”

“Don’t hurt yourself.” “I-I’m scared,” I admitted. “I just do that sometimes to calm down…” My heart was pounding so hard it hurt. The beauty of the place didn’t matter anymore; my body was frozen. “You got me,” he said gently, holding both of my hands. “I won’t let you get hurt. I promise.” He stepped in closer. His voice was firm now. “Stop hitting yourself.” “I’m okay, Jazper Ray. I just… I get nervous and do things like that,” I whispered, eyes lowered.

A lie that can never be erased in my mind. I'll make him taste his own medicine one day. I will make him feel so useless just like what he made me feel. I may be a woman but I am not just a woman. I may have been fooled but I won't be dumb again. I can prove to him that I can stand on my own and I'll be the one to make him fall on his knees in front of me while tears are falling from his eyes. I would be so glad the moment that happened because at last, I made it.

I say. “Hurt you more? Why would it hurt you more when I am the one who is going to stab myself?” he asks. “Why wouldn’t it pain to me? Remember every pain that you go through believe me I will go through the same pain just like you. Your pain will never make me happy but they will always make me more and more sad and I don’t want this. I don’t want to be sad and I don’t want to make you sad the most,” I say as I hold his hands more firmly and with genuine answer.