She needed to know she was
beautiful, so she asked, "Would you
fuck me?" He thought it was a
come-on.
She needed to know that her
company was
desired so she asked, "If I fell off the face of the
Earth, would you miss me?" and he answered, "Don't
Fall."
Even if it wasn't an answer to the question.
She needed to know that she was in
control, and that
what happened before would never happen again. She gave every guy in a the room a
lap dance. "Whatta
whore," the other girls said.
We were looking for an
affirmation.
Someone to believe because we didn't.
I need you to believe. She whispered, to the darkness, to herself.
I need you to believe that you can get through this. She bit her lip, and
forced herself to say it outloud.