Your Not Hurting Me This Time Novels & Stories

“This time, I’m not letting you go.” The smell of burnt skin filled the air. I’m not dreaming. It’s fucking happening again.

I know it is how supposed to be before he could hurt me again. You can't hurt me again, Royal. Not now, never will.

Who the fûck said Russians were cold? “But for now, I’m giving you time to adjust. I don’t want to hurt you, little mouse.” He blinked and his eyes shrouded with darkness as he said, “You have already been hurt enough by your ex, and I don’t want to be the reason to trigger something bad. I want you to be comfortable with me.”

"Why haven't you gotten in touch with me by now?" In order for Riffen to get to where he is now, not only did he have to sacrifice a lot of things, but he also had to give up a lot of things. He embraced his friend extremely firmly because he was very terrified of the sense of loss. When he first discovered her uninjured, she most likely did not realize how relieved Riffen was; but, when he looked closer, he saw that she was injured and her clothing were tattered, and Riffen became much more terrified than before. Riffen sought reassurance from her by inquiring as follows:

“I--” He holds up his hand, silencing me. “Don’t. You are going to tell me that you’re just fine and that you can handle it. You are one person, and you’ve been through too much too quickly. You can’t handle it. No one can. When we’re home, we’ll deal with it. Until then, I am begging you don’t take your…damage out on the others. They’ve been through a lot too.” “I didn’t mean it, I really didn’t.”

he says, embracing me. There was something about his hug, almost as if it were a shield protecting me from all of these mishaps fired at me. It felt so wrong like I was cheating on Marco but how can you cheat on someone who isn't yours anymore? "Understand that none of this is your fault." "I'm struggling so much to perceive it that way." I say, "Give it time. This will pass." "I hope I can keep my sanity in check while it does." "You will, I promise.You’ve got me." Mother says appearing from the kitchen.

His hand shot up and he pulled it back. “Don’t do that. Don’t hurt yourself.” He looked pained and I felt lost. “I want to make your first time special. I don’t want to hurt you, okay?”

“No. Arabella. No. I was hurting you. You’re still shaking.” . . TBC . …if you like it so far, why don’t you leave some gems…

“Don’t.” “Why not?” “Because I don’t know how to be around you right now. Everything hurts, and you being here doesn’t fix it.” “So now you’re shutting me out?” “No,” I said, rubbing my temples. “I just need a moment to think without your scent clouding my head.” He was silent for a few seconds. “I thought we were past this. After everything. After how you stood by me. You’re just going to push me away?” “I’m not pushing you away,” I said quietly. “I’m trying not to lose my mind.”

“This isn’t me saying ‘never.’ It’s me saying ‘not now.’” The words barely register through the haze of pain and anger flooding my mind. My fists pound weakly against his chest, and I gasp, my breaths ragged as everything I’ve been holding in spills over. He strokes my back in slow, soothing circles, his voice a strained whisper as he continues, “Right now, you’re hurting, and that’s on me. To touch you, to be with you like this right now… it wouldn’t be right. Your mind isn’t in a place to make that choice, not after everything I’ve done to you.”