Favorite Sin 56
40 Poetto

Tainted Trust

~Lyra

“Spare me the shaky voice and the tears, Tasha. I’m not ready to be comforted by the same hands that held him while I was crying about him to you. I’m not ready to hear your sad little redemption story about how it was a mistake and you’ve hated yourself ever since. You hated yourself in silence. Privately. While I hated myself out loud. While I drowned in it. While I doubted everything about me.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

“Do you even know what it did to me?” I demanded, standing slowly like my legs were powered by rage and heartbreak and Red Bull. “Do you even f*****g know what it felt like? Sitting in my room, sobbing over a boy who broke me, while you sat next to me – nodding like you cared, acting like my pain was safe with you – and you were the reason I was in pain the whole time?”

She tried to speak. I cut her off with a raised hand.