Is This True?

Chapter 28

A/N

Wow. It's been over a year since I've posted a chapter, but I am back better than ever, ready and excited to keep on writing and finish this book. Next chapter coming soon. <3

The chains fell, and so did I.

Flat on my face, to be exact.

My hands no longer tied up, they found their place around my head as I cradled it softly from the sudden blow. My world began to spin again as if I were being taken away to an enchanted place, but I was simply just in shock.

Things were beginning to make sense, just not in the way I had imagined.

I knew Scott was hiding something when he told me he knew Samantha. His refusing to tell me just added fuel to the flames. However, I hadn't pushed the issue any further than I did, but deep inside me, I regret not pressing more. It was just that he was so good at hiding things from me. Hiding pain. Hiding feelings.

Hiding secrets.

He was so good. No wonder I believed him.

But then again, I was the type of person that believed almost anything that they would hear.

Everyone was right: I was gullible.

I could distinctly remember the fear in his eyes when I first mentioned her name. One simple mention of the name and his world seemed to flip upside down. His smile faded. His laugh disappeared. His movement stopped. All that was left was fear. You could see it in his eyes; you could read it in his face.

There was no denying something was wrong.

But he never told me. Actually, he refused to tell me.

And I let him.

It wasn't that I didn't care, it was just that I was scared. I hated confronting people, no matter how trivial or important the issue was. My problem was that I simply cared too much. And because I care so much, I don't want to hurt anyone; but in the end, it ends up being me who gets hurt the most. All because of fear.

A little fear is temporary, but regret is often permanent.

"I'm so sorry, dear."

Soon, I felt a hand caress my hair away from my sweaty face.

"I'm sorry you had to hear it from me. It's just that he never told you, and I felt like you deserved to know."

The pity she gave me almost made me puke.

"Sometimes--" Samantha stooped lower to the ground but lifted up her head to gaze upward at the ceiling. She closed her eyes for a moment as if pondering her next words carefully, "--sometimes the people closest to us are who we need to watch out for."

Well, maybe that's why I have trust issues.

"Because ironic as it sounds, the people who say they'll never hurt us, end up being the ones who hurt us the most."

A sharp pain shot through my heart, as a groan decided to escape me. These words of advice were not what I wanted to hear right now. I've heard them all before many years ago, and the triggered memories were just too much.

"And you're telling me this, because?" I ask, finding the strength to lift up my head again.

Samantha's sweet words of advice finally stopped as she stood up, her face almost seeming to glare at me from her tall stance.

"I'm telling you this because no one else will. Remember what you said? No one tells you anything. But that might change here soon because here he comes now."