Chapter 202. Bittersweet Meltdown

Via

It takes several seconds for my body and mind to catch up to each other and actually react.

I squeeze my right hand into a fist and shut my eyes in pain.

"He fucking lied to me. Every damn word he said to me was a big, massive lie."

I feel a cold liquid in my right hand and look down.

Cold, sticky ice cream liquid is running down my hand and dripping all over the kitchen.

I crushed the damn ice cream cone I had been craving so badly for an entire day.

I swallow my pain and walk over to the trash can, throwing the useless cold treat into it before walking to the sink. I pump soap into my hand and turn on the faucet to heat.

"They lied. How much did they lie about exactly? Everything? All of it?"

I wash my hands so hard against each other that I can't feel anything. The water burns my hand like an oven, but it doesn't compare to the harsh burn in my heart.

"Fuck you guys," I cry out