one word stories

Mirror

I stare in the mirror and see my reflection, I remember him. I remember that night.. I've hated him for so long for what he did he ruined my life but... I guess I can't blame myself we were drunk and things got out of hand and next thing I know I was in his bed it's not my fault right? Right?! But then again. I don't completely regret that night because even before what happened in his bedroom happened all I could think about was how kind he was to me, how could a man that did such a horrid thing to so many people but especially to me and my family be so kind and loving. At first I thought it was the alcohol talking but... after awhile of him being there trying to comfort me I stopped fighting, I don't know why it's just something about his touch is so... comforting like I feel protected by him, could it be? no NO I'm not even going to think of that. I snap back into reality and look back into the mirror and see the blood smeared all over it I look downwards of my reflection and see him lying there lifeless. Oh my God why did I listen to her if I hadn't had looked into the mirror and seen her in the first place this never would have happened! "But darling he hurt you he ruined you" the mirror said GO AWAY I screamed punching the mirror and as it cracked I realized it wasn't about the mirror at all it was about who was in the mirror it was me. I killed the love of my life but also my worst enemy and everytime I look in a mirror I see that person who did that horrible thing so for that I hate you mirror