The Distraction
I came back for her and she left me. I felt so foolish. I'd given up the city for her. For what? Nothing. She left me just like everyone else. She kissed me, filled me with hope, then nothing. No letter. No phone call. No smoke signal. Nothing. It was only for the summer.
My uncle kept me from running back to the city. He didn't say anything. He was happy I was back. No one had ever been happy about my existence before. I worked hard for him. Trying to keep myself busy. Waiting my sentence out. The girl would be back. Summer would end. She'd return. I'd be here. Waiting.
I met the distraction and that's all she was. A distraction. She babbled. I used her lips to silence her. I used her body for my gain. Hers too. But she wasn't her. Not even close. She passed the time. Made me feel less alone. I tried to form a connection. Nothing happened.
The girl returned. She wouldn't talk to me. She made up excuses. She soon forgot the kiss we shared. She went back to her boyfriend. She slayed me. I stayed with my distraction. I wanted to hurt the girl. I wanted her to see me with someone other than her. To see the lips that touched hers kissing someone else. She needed to feel the pain I felt.
There were many showdowns. The girl and her boyfriend. Me and my distraction. We were using them. They either didn't know, or didn't care. They were pawns in our sick and twisted game. It all came to a head. Her boyfriend snapped. He broke up with her in front of everyone. It was a dick move. I wanted to be happy, but I couldn't. She looked so shocked, so heartbroken. She didn't deserve this. I did this. I pushed her. I upset everything. It was all me. I was selfish.
No matter how it came about. It came about. I searched the whole town for her. I wanted to apologize. I wanted to make sure she was okay. I found her on my bridge. I should've checked there first, but I was putting it off. She was honest with me. For the first time. Even with my silence she didn't backtrack. I returned her honesty. It was tough. Foreign. But needed. I broke it off with the distraction and made the girl, my girl.