Penny For Your Thoughts?

Eighth

"If there's one thing you taught me, it's to get rid of the bad and in with the new, right?"

"When have I ever told you that?" I stare back at Liam while I finish my bag of Doritos, which were fun size, but he just had to have some.

He shrugs, "Once or twice. I think I embellished for this moment in time," I shake my head at him and throw the blue bag away, licking my fingertips for the cool ranch excess seasoning.

"Yeah sounds like something you would do," I hip bump him and he raises the butter knife, threateningly. "I just don't get why I have to get rid of this stuff. I enjoy it,"

"Of course you do. You loved him. But he doesn't love you, so we have to toss it with the rest of your rubbish," He finishes making his sandwich and takes a seat on one of my stools that reaches the counter. It hurts to hear that, but for all I know he doesn't love me anymore. I still want to be faithful to him, though. I explain that to Liam.

"It's not about being faithful, Pen. It's about being delusional. And now you're making up these excuses for holding on," He sighs when he knows it's not getting through to me. "Don't you remember all the problems you two had? All the nights you came home crying to me because you just wanted the suffering to end? I do. And as your friend, it's my job to keep you away from someone that would dare do that to you and say they loved you all along,"

I look at Liam with hurt because I know it's all true. But being in love means looking passed all that. It means coming back even when you've hit rock bottom.