Silence Chapter 3
She found the person she was meant to be with, her first time out, so what if she was just sixteen? She wanted to hate him at that moment, but she couldn't, so she hated herself for not being able to hate him. She always blamed herself for him, even if what happened was entirely his fault, it had to of been something she had done, to make him the way that he was. She wonders if maybe she had done something, anything differently if maybe things wouldn't have turned out this way, maybe he wouldn't be the way that he was. No matter how many times she tries to hate him, how many times she thinks about getting her tattoo removed, she can't, because to her he will always be that guy. The guy who promised to always protect her, who promised to love her even after the beach washed away, the sun dimmed and the stars ran out of gas, always and forever. He lied, he didn't protect her, from the one person she thought would never hurt her, himself. If you were to ask her who she thought could hurt her the most, the thought of him would never even enter her mind. But he should have entered her mind, because he just about shattered her, and this time he wasn't there to pick up the pieces, like he had done so many times before. But that didn't stop her from wanting him to be there, not wanting to be on her own, that was always her biggest fear, perhaps that was why she clung to him like she did. So she was left alone now, hoping that the unbearable silence wasn't present for long.