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Of Friendship and Betrayal

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“I don’t think they like me.” The girl said matter-of-factly, never removing her eyes from the mirror as she stroked the brush through her hair which trailed down to her waist where it finally ended with a slight curl. “When have they ever liked you?” the man responded from behind the girl on his perch on the window seat. His amber eyes watched the girl closely, the way her back was rigid and the way her shoulders hunched naturally as if she was always prepared and waiting for the next beating. Always trying to hide herself so she wasn’t quite as vulnerable to the world which had never treated her kindly. “I know.” She said with the softest sigh, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them and locking eyes with the man’s reflection in the mirror. “I don’t want to be the outcast again.” She whispered so quietly that there was a chance she had only meant it to be heard by her own ears. “I wonder what it's like.” she mused, her eyes losing focus as she was lost to her imagination and what she had always thought it would be like to have a friend. It would be glorious, she had figured, having someone who accepted you for who you are and didn't try to change you. Someone who stuck by your side and wouldn't leave you nor would they want to. Someone who would listen to you and be there for you when you needed them and be there even when you didn't. It would be a bit like heaven in a way, but it was a heaven that had always been out of her grasp. “To have a friend.” she

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