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Guilt

“I am sorry” He said looking at me. I looked away. I couldn’t stand to see his face. Everything was going fast, I couldn’t breathe. Closing my eyes, I tried to calm down. I dare! That means our whole relationship was a bet. A lie! Sitting down put my face in my hands. I held back my tears; he isn’t even worth crying for. I already did that. I already had gotten a broken heart for him. All he did was make sense of it all. Putting my head up, I said, “Did you ever think about me? Ever? Did you ever think that you ARE hurting me? A real person that gets hurt like everyone else! Nope, I am just way for you to win a bet.” That shot him back. “God! I am such an idiot! Why did I do that to you? I am so selfish! I am sorry I hurt you so much. I deserve all that you are handing to me and so much more.” What? He…What? I don’t understand. Is he trying to play the guilt card on me or does he really feel that way. Ow my head hurts.

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