You Will Not Break Me Novels & Stories

You have given me something that I can't live without. You mustn't underestimate that when you are in doubt. But I don't want to carry on like everything is fine. The longer we ignore it, the more we will fight. Please don't fall apart. I can't face your breaking heart. I'm trying to be brave. Stop asking me to stay.

“Lucas… Zack… please find me. Please.” The statues loomed and the dolls stared. My own sobs echoed in the vast room, bouncing back at me. They want to break me. I lifted my head, tears still streaking my face. My breaths were shaky, but I whispered into the dark: “You won’t win. You won’t break me.” My body trembled, my heart raced but I whispered again, louder this time, like a vow. “You will not break me.” I pressed my forehead to my knees again, whispering to the Moon Goddess, praying for strength and praying for rescue.

Like I was reciting a script I’d been forced to learn. But I said them anyway. Because he’d told me not to break. Because that was the only thing I had left that still felt like mine—whether I followed through or not. My weight shifted, uneven and careful, as I tested my balance. The room swayed slightly, exhaustion pulling at me like chains, but I stayed standing. Barely. Just enough to keep from sinking back down and letting the pain win. “I won’t break,” I repeated, quieter this time, my voice steadier than I felt. “Even if I already feel shattered.”

I said as the anchor watched me slowly and then nodded. “One last question,” she said and I braced myself. “If you could say anything to the world right now, what would it be?” she continued. This time, I didn't hesitate, I turned slightly, facing the camera directly. My reflection stared back at me through the lens, but it didn't feel like the same woman anymore. “I won't be broken,” I said firmly, my voice didn't shake. “Not by lies, not by betrayal, not by anyone who thinks they can reduce me to something small. Not anymore” I said and I exhaled. The words landed with weight.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

Beneath every burning cut and grinding fracture, it burned brighter than ever, steady and unyielding. They could break my body but… they would never break me.

I have never felt so weak yet so broken in my life. “Tess-” “Please don't say no,Callum. I can't be married to you knowing you will never love me back. It's pathetic and weak. I'll talk with our parents,you don't need to worry” he was gaping at me. There was horror on his face and then he laughed. He went on until I bonked his head. Yeah, that sober him up. “Ouch,You are pretty strong for someone so tiny”He says,his eyes crinkling at the corner. It was an adorable sight if not for his comment.

“Now spill.” My hand flew to the bridge of my nose, pinching hard enough to leave a mark. Maybe if I focused on the pain, I could ignore her. “We didn’t break up,” I growled. “There was nothing to break up. It was... transactional.” Victoria’s grin widened. “Oh, transactional. Sounds fancy. What were you, His sugar baby?” I glared at her so hard I thought she might burst into flames. “It’s none of your business.”

My voice cracked so hard it hurt as I remembered the terrible scenes one after the other. “But he didn’t. He broke me, Hunter. He tore me apart like I was nothing. He… he looked me in the eyes and ruined me anyway.” A sob ripped through me. “He didn’t even blink.” Hunter finally knelt beside me, his hands hovering near me, unsure. “I let him,” I whispered. “I let him do those things. Again. And again. Because I I was powerless.” I shook my head. The silence that followed felt like suffocation.

I did break so much of rules for him and I never regret that. And now when I see him, I feel proud that I broke those rules of my own. When I feel him on my arms I feel that sometimes breaking your rules bring you happiness in life along with the risks and sometimes when you break the rules, unexpected result might show up and might take your life to next level.