(Lillian's P.O.V.)

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I remember Colby, Ryan's older brother. He was very hot and always a flirt. I got some of my flirting skills from him I suppose. He used to call me 'His Lillian', and Ryan would groan and tell him shut up. He'd get jealous. 


Then again I suppose we both got jealous. I'm halfway knowing what I'm doing has to end eventually, but I want this moment to last. Being mad at him does get hard. I need this. He says "Lillian, I miss you." 


I say quietly "I miss you, Ry. But you broke me and I need proof you're not gonna hurt me again. I seriously can't take another broken heart." He says "Lillian, I have something to tell you." I say "Yeah?" He says "Adam. He isn't how he seems." 


I question "How so?" He says "You breaking, you go to him, he sees it as vulnerable and he walks all over you and lets you see it as affection." A disgusted expression moves over my features. I actually thought he did like me, truly. This faker! I cry hard. 


He looks at me and stammers "L-Lillian, I-I d-didn't..." I get up and hug him while he is in his seat. He softens in my embrace. He says "Shh...shh...it's alright, I'm here." I say "Ry, he used me." He gets up and says "Shh...not here." 


Before we leave, he pays for our drinks. We exit and I cry harder against his shoulder. I was starting to let him in. Let him get as close to me as I let Ryan get to me before. His hands press to the small of my back. 


Truthfully, this hurts me more than when Ryan broke me. What am I supposed to do now? I'm not going back. I let him in only to find out he is using me for my vulnerability.

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