Have you ever trusted someone with practically everything in your life, only to watch them stab you in the back for the chance of popularity and creating scandal about you?
It's just happened to me.
She was a friend of mine, someone whom I trusted with some of my darker secrets, someone I confided in. I used to consider her as my best friend in the world, practically a sister to me.
Well, what I didn't realize out of blindness was that I was nothing more than a source of information and gossip. She used what I told her, and told everyone else.
In fact, I was suspended last year, because I was a cutter. I am 100% sure that it was her who told the principal. I definitely know that it was her, with her self-rightiousness and opiniated ways, who shattered my life.
Oh believe me, there are countless other people who have contributed to the way I am now, but she's one of the major factors that hurt me enough to let the razor bite my skin to try bleed away the sense of betrayal.
I never loved her more than a friend, but now I hate her more than I hate myself. I hate her more than all those aggravating things in my life, because she was the little spark of hope in the abyss of oblivion that is loosely called my life.
I want to inflict pain upon her, like the pain I caused to myself because of her. I want her to feel how I felt, every time I watched her ditch me every single day of my life.
Emma, I want you to hurt.
Hurt like me.
I will make you hurt.
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