The Games We Play

The Games We Play

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He taught me how to keep my emotions in check and how the outside world is a cruel place. He said there was no such thing as love, because love hurts people, and it makes people weak. He said I wasn't weak. My whole world changed when I met Ryan. He made me feel different, in a good way. As our friendship progressed so did my feelings. Feelings I wasn't supposed to have. And I wasn't sure they'd be reciprocated. After a stint in jail, it only made his heart harder. But I was always the one there, to pick up the pieces. I just wasn't sure how long I'd keep doing it. I was just a dumb girl in love with a guy that I couldn't have.
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Mute

"Can you learn to love a monster?" "Can you learn to love me?" I felt like an outcast when I lost my voice. It was as if nobody would ever accept me again. Fortunately I found Ryan, he had his own problems. We were the perfect match, I thought at first anyway. Soon I found out his secrets and they felt like a dagger to the heart. "You know I'll be the death of you?" "I know." My family, my friends, my love, all dead because of me. That was outcome I aimed to avoid. "I would never hurt you Mae." "I would let you." I gave him everything.

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