You Shall Know Pain Novels & Stories

The pups stepped back, sensing the shift, but didn’t leave me. I braced myself, both hands pressed into the grass, body tense for the familiar flash of pain. The glow should have faded by now. That’s what it had always done before. A quiet shimmer…some hot searing pain when I was doing something I wasn’t supposed to be doing…then dying down. But not this time. This time, it persisted. Until now. The pain came like lightning It was fast, brutal, and absolute. My eyes flew wide, but I didn’t make a sound at first.

A bone-deep pain instantly tore through my body. I let out a muffled gasp and collapsed onto the cold floor. Cold sweat drenched my back in seconds. I felt as though my soul was being torn apart. Yet, compared to the heartbreak from just moments ago, this pain felt much milder. With my gaze locked on the bone ring, I whispered to myself, "Just five more days, Tori Dawson. Five more days, and you'll be free from this ridiculous farce."

I watch the light leave his eyes as he dies. "This is what he will have to look forward to if you choose. Pain can be healing to some. It is what drives us to try that much harder so that we don't have to experience it. Pain can also be used to break someone. Tell me if a person has lived a life of pain, what else can they know" She ask as she offers me a hand to help me from the floor. I take it as she pulls me through another door.

Layla asked Yes! This is it! I can never learn, I've always been stupid and I'm sure I look stupid right now, I can't blame them for laughing, I looked down in shame, I can't bear the look of you are the most gullible person in the world, pathetic fool ! that kayla is giving me. I tried to answer Layla but my tongue went numb "Guess what!" She screeched. I really hope her voice won't make me deaf one day

They know how to toe the line just enough to survive. And then there's me—the cautionary tale. The example. How not to act. I’m a walking commercial for what rebellion gets you. CRACK. The ruler slices through the air and connects with my face again. The sound is sharp enough to split the silence in half. Pain blooms like fire across my skin. It’s so bad I almost grunt aloud, and my jaw throbs with what feels like a hairline fracture. But I won't give him the satisfaction. He will never see my pain. He will never see a single tear.

Everything in me is changing and I don’t feel in control. Turning off the shower, I step in front of the mirror and pick a white towel from the rings. I gently starts to massage my hair. My stomach rumbles, sending a sharp sting of pain to my heart. I bite my lips to suppress the agonizing pain. Through the mirror, I notice my eyes glowing Tuscan sun. The pain I feel is unbearable. I stagger towards the door, gripping the door frame and my fingers digs deep into the frame. “Why? Why are you punishing me?” I mumble, querying the deadly wolf that’s bent on ruining my life. “What have I done to deserve so much pain?” I wince painfully as it kicks hard, wordlessly rumbling inside of me.

Brandy trembled and shook her head, "Nothing." She turned around and walked out, the heavy glass doors swinging shut behind her. The duty police officer thought she was strange but just assumed she was another troubled soul lost in the shadows of the metropolis. Brandy walked down the steps with her head down, tears streaming down her face, mixing with the lingering droplets of rain. All the courage she had just gathered had deflated like a balloon, leaving a big hole in her body. Fear, helplessness, and pain all poured in, making her ache inside. She couldn't escape, and no one could help her. Jose had immense power, and even if he killed her, no one would dare to say a word of 'no'...

The pain wasn't just physical; it was a violation of something sacred within her. As the pain persisted, Myla's body quivered, her fingers clenching into fists as she fought to endure the unrelenting torment. The burn felt as if it was etching itself into her very soul, branding her with an agony that defied description. Each moment stretched into an eternity as her vision blurred and her breathing turned ragged, the pain consuming her thoughts, her sense of self, and her ability to find solace.

I guess you know that…--// She was looking at him. -**You look peaceful, yet your heart wanders in thorns. I see in your eyes an unbreakable agony. You hurt inside, and you try to hide it from me. Here’s the thing, you can’t hide from me what I already know. And that is pain. Pain is what I am. One thing about pain, you can’t escape it. It grows from the heart the same way fungi grow from a stinky, moist brick. It is one of the most terrifying escorts in the whole of cosmos. It forces way into your life. It becomes that friend of yours who will try by all means to take control over you. When it finally does, it will push you over the cliff without second guess.**-

"And that's okay. But if you want to survive what's coming, you need to channel that pain into something useful." I yanked my hand away, bristling at his words. "What do you know about pain?"