"You don't want to know how I feel." Kara said as her voice trailed off at the end. She sighed, sitting on the old couch in Mason's living room. Everything felt different here, she felt like she could be herself but lately the problem was she had no idea who she really was. Not anymore.
"Yes I do." Mason stated, cocking his head to the side. Most of the time he felt like he could see right through the fake mask she wore every day but other days he had no idea what page she was even on. He wanted to help though. "Just talk to me, I can try and make it better."
Kara moved her eyes towards the window, shaking her head lightly. It was raining out; normally that was her favorite time ever. She loved dancing in the rain, or just sitting there listening to the calmness of the pitter patter, but today all she saw was emptiness. "I feel like I don't know who I am anymore. I used to have everything planned out, my grades were top notch, and my family was perfect. I was perfect." Kara said softly, her voice a whisper in the loft. "My mother hates me. I destroyed a piece of her when I was born and that piece is never coming back. I killed a little piece of her, and she can barely look at me." Kara choked out as a few tears slid down her face. She finally moved her eyes back over to Mason. "What can you possibly say to make that better."