by C.B. Roberts
Could use any pointers/tips/ideas for this story. I feel like this is one I could finish
|I was the one who got away.
Let me say that last line differently because I don’t think you understand what I said and what I meant to say.
I was the only one who got away.
I honestly don’t know what the fuck happened. I have no idea who you were. Who you are. You made it impossible to explain what happened to me to anyone, let alone comprehend it for myself.
I have to thank you. Because of you, I have nothing. I. Am. Nothing. If all of this was a game, congragu-fucking-lations because-you win. You get the gold medal for effort—follow through—whatever the hell you want.
It’s because of you I don’t want to have a normal relationship. You’re the cause of my parents’ divorce. You are the reason I have no friends.