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I shake my head. “He said he couldn’t. He said he fell for me and he couldn’t go through with it but I can’t shake this awful sick feeling that he lied about that, too, but I want to trust him. My body wants him so badly. I want to forgive and forget because I love him.” The sob takes over. “And I know how stupid that sounds. I hear the thoughts in my head but it doesn’t sound like me. It doesn’t feel like me. It feels bruised and broken and the only thing that can make me feel whole again is the one person I can’t trust anymore.”

They stand up quickly and move to either side of my chair.

I crumble even more, dropping my head into my hands as their arms wrap around me. “And I…”

“Shh,” Melanie says. “You don’t have to talk.”

“Just cry,” Trix adds. “Crying is good.”

“Well, I don’t wanna cry! I want…” I sniff loudly. “I want him, but…”

Melanie pushes my hair back. “But what, honey?”

I bite my lip. “I left him in New York.”

They silently stare at each other for a moment. Melanie breaks first with a soft snort that quickly grows into a hard laugh. Trix cracks as well, slapping a hand over her mouth until her face turns red.

I look at them and their hyena smiles, slowly letting the contagious laugh take me, too.

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