"Ash, this is just too much"
He took my gaze and nodded.
His legs were on my bed and his butt was on my study chair. Man was so chill, it felt unreal.
'I have been telling you something very important and you have nothing to say?"
He was sucking on a lollipop, and that lip piercing was dangling.
"Who bought you that?"
He was referring to my winter shawl,
"My dad."
"Right"
Silence cowered.
'For once, Ash, when I need you, please talk"
He took my gaze and kept sucking noises, "What is your question for today?"
I held his gaze and sighed, "You came here for that?"
"No...but I do need to know what your head's around at. Is it about not believing someone as close as your mother or maybe questioning why things took such a wild turn"
I scoffed, "Both"
It was true. I couldn't trust
