Hit shuffle. This is what I got.
- - -
"I'm sorry." His face lights up. That innocent look he has mastered. Maybe he was innocent. He was more innocent than the other boys you used to be with.
Used.
Maybe he wasn't. But you honestly convinced yourself that things changed. Things were going to be different with him. He was all you ever hoped for. He was the male lead to your stunning female ingenue.
Ingenue: an actress who specializes in playing the role of an artless innocent young girl
Innocent. Everything was supposed to be innocent. Sweet. Easy. That's what your relationship was, until you, little miss drama had to make it complicated. At least things with Quinn were simple until she got knocked up by another guy. But no, you couldn't have that. You were too... you. Insecure, no. You resented that comment. You just wanted everything to be scripted. Everything to go by plan. Why wouldn't it? You're the ingenue.
Naive. You were naive. You believed this. You convinced yourself over and over. You were supposed to work out.
There he is now. Begging. Pleading. Wanting. Lusing. Feeling. It's all for you. He promises.
It's all wrong, you decide, and walk along. Move on. Your story's continuing somewhere else.
