Broken Angle 소설 & 이야기

Like I hadn’t broken apart piece by piece just hours ago. Then it all came back. His voice. His words. You’re a mistake. I’ll reject you. You’re mine. My stomach twisted violently, a sharp, sickening lurch that made my ribs ache. I pushed myself up slowly, wincing as pain flared through my ankle like fire. A quiet hiss escaped my lips, my fingers gripping the mattress to steady myself. The oversized shirt slipped slightly off one shoulder, exposing cold skin that prickled instantly. I didn’t fix it. Didn’t care.

Travis replied swiftly, and Luna made her way to the exit, trying to open the door. "No matter how hard you try, that door won't open," Travis said, making Luna grab a small statue from near the door and hurl it at a large mirror in the room. She then grabbed a vase and smashed it, followed by other objects around the room. Luna needed to find an outlet for her anger to avoid hurting herself. Travis grabbed Luna forcefully, restraining her as she struggled to be released. "I said don't touch me! Can't you understand?" Luna exclaimed, her breath ragged due to the anger consuming her. "Stop, you'll hurt yourself and the baby," Travis pleaded, attempting to convince Luna of the tiny life that s

God, please! But it was too late for me. He kicked in my bathroom door, and he smirked at me, like "you can't run from me you whore." Then he grabbed me by hair. {Amy screaming 😱} let me go. Let me go. He slapped me so hard that I saw stars. Before I knew it I fainted. * a few minutes later*

He said with such confidence in his face and with a smirk. "you just made the biggest mistake of your life. messing with me? huh?" I threatened with a smirk. I wasn't sure of what I was going to do but one thing that is sure is that I wasn't going to let this slide. never. I left slamming the door with rage.

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*

He goes about it slowly, each step deliberate, unlike the previous times he’s patched me up. He’s trying to collect his thoughts, I realize with a start. By focusing on something that keeps his hands occupied. “How bad it is?” I ask, my voice raspy in the silence “Thoroughly broken,” Zen says, his own voice quiet “The bones of the palm are misaligned, I think the knuckles might be fractured. Your fingers are fine. It might heal without permanent damage, but there’s an off chance otherwise.” My brows go up “You sound like a doctor, you know.”

"Something that is meant to be." Kristoph twisted around to glare up at her. My arm isn't fate, mama. You should never say bad things like that. Shaun and Leeza shared a private glance while Leeza tried to soothe his ruffled feathers. "I don't want to alarm you," Shaun said to Leeza. "But he does need to go to a clinic. They need to ex-ray this arm and possibly put it in a cast. I suspect he's suffering from a greenstick fracture." Leeza blanched and Shaun rushed to reassure her. "It's very common among children. Their bones are still growing so there is some elasticity to them. Which means when they fall, instead of splintering, the bones will get tiny cracks called hairline fractures. They

Vas itu pecah, dan salah satu lawannya terhuyung. Grace segera menahan pergelangan tangan lawan yang mencoba menyerangnya lagi, lalu dengan satu gerakan cepat, dia memutar pergelangan tangan pria itu hingga terdengar suara patah."Aahhh!" Pria itu berteriak kesakitan, memegangi tangannya yang patah. Tanpa ragu, Grace mengangkat tubuh lawannya dan melemparkannya ke lantai dengan kekuatan penuh."Bruk!"