Every Lie We Told

1. Your first lie

I laughed as you twirled a single one of my curls between your fingers.

"You're just not like most girls," you stated.

I looked down at the purple spot on my thigh.

What you meant was that unlike other girls, I put up with your fingers doing more than caress my hair.

And my body knew all too well of your strong fingers and the bruises they could leave behind.