Story cover for I'M THE PLAYER by MichyScribbler
I'M THE PLAYER
  • WpView
    Reads 1,277
  • WpVote
    Votes 374
  • WpPart
    Parts 40
  • WpHistory
    Time 3h 35m
  • WpView
    Reads 1,277
  • WpVote
    Votes 374
  • WpPart
    Parts 40
  • WpHistory
    Time 3h 35m
Complete, First published Sep 03, 2023
"I want to know if you're going to break up with me." I stated.

"Yes." Daven stated.

"Then it's over." I said immediately.

"What?" Daven said.

"I am breaking up with you, sorry though." I said.

"You're a really good player and heartbreaker." Daven said curtly.

I showed a fake smile and got up to leave then Daven held my hand.

"You never loved me." Daven deadpanned.

"Um yeah." I said.

"Just a friend. Probably not even a friend. But I love you. Ashley, hurting others doesn't heal your pain." Daven deadpanned.

Ashley Serafina Scott fell in love too recklessly hard at her early teenage years and she got broken hearted. She tries to heal her pain.

How will she do it?
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add I'M THE PLAYER to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
~Trust Me ~ by insanelysane2552
39 parts Complete
"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Forever Mine: Her First And Last Love cover
Addictions: Boys, drugs, and lots and lots of Scotch cover
~Trust Me ~ cover
PBS #1:The Billionaires Mistress cover
Love or Lust? cover
Betrayal Of Trust cover
Lost In You cover
His Fake fiancé  cover
INSECURITIES. cover
STRANGE LOVE cover

Forever Mine: Her First And Last Love

21 parts Ongoing

He was her first heartbreak... and her last obsession. She is childish. He is mature. She is clumsy. He is calm. She is chaos. He is peace. She is silly dreams. He is steady reality. He's my best friend's brother. He understands me too well... which is embarrassing, because he's also caught me sighting and drooling over him more than once. "Stop staring," he says with that smirk-like it's that easy. She's clumsy, always tripping over something-and making me laugh every time. She talks too much, listens even more, and somehow became my free therapist without even realizing it. "Don't ever change," I tell her, because her chaos feels like peace to me.