HIS FROST BITE (A MICHAL MRÁZIK FAN FICTION)

Chapter 16: She knows

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Tara

I couldn't believe it. Dana had caught us, and the look of disappointment and disgust on her face was enough to make my heart sink to the pit of my stomach. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as i looked at her, she shook her head in disbelief. The words she spoke cut deep, "Wow. Tara Larsson, here I am feeling sorry for you not getting into any university, but you're here snogging my best friend's boyfriend. You're so loose."

I tried desperately to find the words to explain, to make Dana understand that it wasn't what it looked like. But as my mouth moved, I could see the disbelief etched on her face, the disappointment and disgust swirling in her eyes. The weight of her accusations hit me like a ton of bricks, each word cutting deeper into my already heavy heart. "I swear, Dana, it's not what you think," I pleaded, my voice cracking with emotion. But she shook her head in denial, unwilling to listen to a single word I had to say. The look of betrayal in her eyes was like a dagger to my soul.

As she accused me of lying, of being vile, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. Tears streamed uncontrollably down my cheeks, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and sorrow. The terror I felt was not just from being caught in the act, but from the realization that this was not how Stassie was meant to discover the truth. The thought of her finding out in this way, through a betrayal so raw and exposed, made my stomach churn.

I wanted to reach out to Dana, to grab her arm and make her listen, to make her see that this wasn't who I truly was. But as she turned away and walked off, leaving me standing there alone, I felt a sense of abandonment like never before. The weight of her words hung heavy in the air, echoing in my mind with a crushing weight.

The tears continued to fall, unchecked and unbidden, as I stood there in a daze. The world around me seemed to blur, the sounds of the street fading into a muffled drone. I could feel the gaze of onlookers on me, their judgment piercing through my already fragile state. All I wanted to do was run, to escape from the shame and guilt that threatened to engulf me whole.

In that moment, as the reality of my actions sunk in, I knew that this was a defining moment. A moment that would change everything, not just for me, but for Michal And as I stood there, tears staining my cheeks, I couldn't help but wonder if there was any way to salvage what was left of my shattered world.

Michal attempted to reach out to Dana, I could see the frustration and sadness etched on his face, his eyes pleading for understanding. But Dana's anger was palpable, her words cutting through the air like shards of glass.

"Don't talk to me," she spat, her voice laced with bitterness.

"Whenever Stassie tells me you're distant, I always vouch for you and tell her it's all in her mind. But you're just a philanderer." With those final words, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving a trail of tension in her wake.

Watching Michal's defeated figure as he returned to me, his head hanging in shame, my heart ached for him. I could feel the weight of his guilt and remorse pressing down on us both, a heavy burden we would have to carry. In a soft, broken whisper, I uttered words that felt like shards of my own guilt, "I'm such a bad person." His strong arms enveloped me in a comforting embrace, his touch a temporary respite from the storm raging inside me.

As we stood there, wrapped in our shared pain, the world seemed to blur around us. The weight of our actions hung heavy in the air, the reality of our choices looming over us like a dark cloud. I could see the turmoil in Michal's eyes, the struggle to find words that could offer solace or clarity in a moment so wrought with chaos.

In that embrace, I could feel a sense of unity and understanding between us, a bond forged in the crucible of our mistakes. But beneath the surface, a sense of uncertainty lingered, a question mark hovering over what lay ahead for us. We were both lost in a sea of regret and love, knowing that the path ahead held challenges and consequences we could not yet comprehend.

As we stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside faded away, leaving us alone in our shared anguish. The weight of our actions pressed down on us, a heavy burden that we would have to carry together. And in that moment, in the silence of our embrace, I knew that we would have to face whatever came next united, if we were to have any hope of finding redemption.

We drove in silence a few moments later, I couldn't stop the tears from falling. I loved Michal, but being with him was all wrong. Could I allow myself to have this one thing, even if it meant hurting those I cared about most? When we arrived at my house, the silence between us was deafening. I got out of the car without a word, feeling lost and numb.

Sitting on my bed, I replayed the events of the day over and over in my mind. The sound of my father calling for me went unnoticed as I sat there, consumed by guilt and regret. This wasn't how it was supposed to be, but it was the reality I was facing. I knew that things would never be the same, and the weight of that truth crushed me.