I was shaking. My eyes toggled between the two of them standing there in front of me. Both so beautiful, stoic and sad. I’ve wanted B forever, and she finally wanted me…but why did it take so long? And there stood J. Everything I’ve always wanted in a person—a fresh start. Perhaps something healthy. I sighed and walked away from both of them....
No matter how much I wash it off, it’s still there. The evidence of what happened is still clear as day. It’s the lump in my throat that won’t go down with water....
Lavender swung her hair out of her face, smirked, and walked over to the beaten man a few feet away. She put each leg on either side of his body and stared into his terrified eyes. She seamlessly squatted over him, inches away from straddling him, and licked his blood from her knuckles while he cried....
I pocketed the quiet between you and I when you told me about her, and I told you I loved you. I wish it had been longer, more dense. It got lost in the fabric, or maybe in the wash....
I stared in the mirror, my “disorder” pulsating through my bloodshot eyes. I wanted to punch it like it was something physical I could beat into a pulp.
“You ripped my life to shreds, now it’s time I return the favor,” I snarled at my reflection....
