A/N: Little Nicky POV. I was watching a rerun of the second season. It made me want to think. I can't say I hope you enjoy this 'cause it's not a happy musing of mine.
What is trust?
Is it allowing someone to bring you into danger, and feeling safe with them?
Is it as simple as sharing a childhood crush with your friends on the playground?
What's more important to know, is why people break trust.
Isn't trust a tight bond? I mean, how can it not hurt to know you hurt someone else so badly?
I trusted her.
She was a teen, just like my sisters.
What made her so messed up? Why the hell would she want to do that to me?
Tears are not enough to express my emotions at the time. I was past crying.
Everyone thought I had the perfect childhood.
Maybe I did. Until the age of nine that is.
When one of my colleagues asks what motivated me to become a CSI, I can't answer straight.
I know inside, that it was because of that night.
It gave me capability to empathize with the victims.
Sometimes, sympathy is not enough.
You don't trust someone who can't know any of the crap you've been through. They can't imagine the feeling.
And that thought brings me back to the question "what is trust?"
Maybe you don't truly know...
Until it's broken.