SHAM TO MY FAKE FRIENDS

Ashley:

I closed the window on her,

I didn't care to hear her voice anymore.

Empty promises, and lingering secrets.

I have nothing or nobody to console,

so I just break down alone.

She could have been here,

but I need her to change.

I am her, she is me.

But I am not the sacrifice she needs in order to be free.

I hope that she understands, she has to understand that.

A familiar voice comes into my presence,

"You are so much better than this, Ashley, please do not let it destroy you."

"Brooke, I have told you before that you can not possibly understand

how I feel nor the guilt you are placing on me because I let go when I shouldn't have."

She becomes angry at me, "You do not know how it feels, you kept trying to throw me away!"

"I seriously just need you as a friend, and if you cannot be that for me then I don't need you either."

"You're such a coward," she says, "you cannot fight what is true."

"I can't believe you, what did you do?!"

I don't want to believe it, I am suddenly grasping for air.

"Ashley, this is my sister, Avery. I am going to let you two be."

There is nothing but silence, not even that can console what is possessing me.

What does she know, how far has she gone?

I feel like damaging Brooke's face.

Avery puts her arms up to stop me from leaving.

"You have every right to hate Brooke and I. Brooke loves you in reality though. But I know

you love Spencer, and Spencer cares deeply for you.

Look, I came because you need to know something. I know what happened between you and Glen. I was there.

He is a monster, but imagine if he was able to do that to you, what we can possibly do to her.

I will not have any remorse to any damage that may be done if or when it happens.

Just know your place, use my sister to get over Spencer, and leave her alone.

You can never be one of us, and she will never be apart of you.

How many times does she have abuse you for you to know that?

You will not destroy us."

So, this is it. She leaves me with a smile, while I am burdened in silent tears.

I guess the lesson goes that: Love is not meant to be a sacrifice.

But I will sacrifice myself constantly for her.

This may be purposeful, but right now this moment is a hurricane of blurred images.