You always knew exactly what to say.
In front of our-
No.
In front of your friends, you always made it seem like we were happy.
You made it seem like I was happy.
I don't even know how you did that.
I figured there was no way out.
So, I let myself believe it too.
I'd tell myself we were happy.
I'd pretend you were sweet when we went to Starbucks after school.
I'd pretend you'd never hurt me intentionally.
I'd look at you and tell myself that you were the best I could ever have.
I wasn't the only one who belived that lie.
Everyone thought we were the happiest couple.
Until the end.
The looks of envy turned into looks of sympathy.
The glares in the hall turned into, "If you ever need anybody..."
At first, I didn't know what had happened.
My first theory was that maybe people notice you after a suicide attempt.
Then Hannah talked to me.
She wanted me to see a counseler, a therapist, somebody.
Anybody.
Then I knew.
My refusal had pushed her to the edge.
She suddenly had a case of loose lips.
The worst part?
People offered their words.
Their comfort.
Nobody wanted to do anything about it.
I was so afraid that I would be stuck with you forever.
The lies were wearing thin.
Everybody saw it.
You always controlled my actions.
You barked commands at me all the time.
I was obediant.
I was filled with fear.
You cheated.
I let you do it.
I let you walk all over me.
I was tired of it all.
I decided that it was time for all of this to end.
I just didn't know how.
