I should have lied. I always forced myself not to think about it, let alone say it aloud.
This was the most painful thing i have ever felt, because this isn’t some stupid bedtime story, its my life.
This was the strangest thing, I’m here crumbled to peices on a nearly strangers floor, after hes showed complete concern for me, and instead of thanking him I’m making him think I’m insane. This makes no sence.
I tried to get up, but I couldn’t.
i didnt realize until I tried to open my eyes that the tears were streaming so furiously that there was no hope of seeing anyway.
“Elle… It’ll be okay.”
All that came out was a small whimpering noise.
Before I knew what was going on he scooped me up off the floor and placed me somewhere soft and dry.
A couch?
He stroked my hair and told me everything would be okay.
After a while I calmed down.\I didnt know what to say.
My mind was in a frenzy.
I was filled with a hurricane of emotions.
I picked up my head and whispered.
“I’m so sorry.”