Betrayed by the Only
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  • Reads 20,228
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 55m
Ongoing, First published Nov 06, 2018
It was understandable why they never told him anything because they didn't want him to know. But, why would they lie of things that purely involves him.

Deception. It means to be deceived with intentions if doing so. 

He never understood why his brothers would portray such fake smiles and kindness towards him, he knew and he was aware but he never care to wonder.

Ignorance. To not show care even when aware of what is being portrayed.

He knew that they didn't trust him enough so he let it stayed that way to keep them comfortable. But even when he's no longer approaching them, why do they still feel discomfort?

Nuisance. A person who is very annoying.

He finally had someone he could talk to and be close to. But why? Why did he feel something was wrong with how the person showed him goodness?

Doubt. The feeling of not fully trusting one's words or actions.

 It finally became clear. From to plastic smiles to the unnerving kindness. They never cared. They only wanted rid of him. Even by the only person he thought he could trust and started to love. And it hurt.

Betrayal. To turn one's back to the other and join the opponent.

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It hurt how I was too late to realize that they never truly cared. Everything they did and showed was never genuine. Every move they made was all an act. Every word they said were nothing but lies. I was deceived. I allowed myself to be deceived because I was too ignorant to wonder and never cared to follow my instinct of doubt and now. I got betrayed.

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