Helanie:
I was ready to hear him deny it and gaslight me. He must have come here to try and convince me not to bring up his name. I knew he was a coward, and I wasn't going to use his name anyway. He was not someone I could ever count on. I had made a fool out of myself once, but not again.
"Like you said, I was a coward," he said quietly, not instantly brushing off the truth. "It's not that I didn't like you. You were pretty, and I liked having you around—" he stopped himself, trying to be honest.
"You kept me around—and I got ruined for it—" Of course, he played me big time. He didn't even like me; he just liked having me there.
I shook my head in disbelief, sighing and laughing at my own stupidity.
"I know it's pathetic. I know I'm a bastard for it, but trust me, I haven't slept peacefully even for one night since that night," he said, letting out a cry, his hands pressed together like he was begging for forgiveness.
