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I tilt my head up ever so slightly
Not wishing to see what is before me
A smiling face
Deep wrinkles
Short, dirty, white hair
Oh no
I imitate a smile
What could she possibly want I wonder
She takes me into her office
Small talk
About a friend
I humor her
Where is this really going I wonder
She tells me
Sliding it into a line of words as if not to arouse suspicion
Too late
I already knew
Betrayal
In those few sentences I know exactly what she wants me to do
I hate her
To betray one of my own
To bring proof of a dark secret in this happy world of nothingness
The bell rings
Saved
I smile again, then get up, and leave
Only one thought on my mind
Die
I wouldn't betray a friend for the world
So don't
Even
Think
About asking
 BlackRose169 · Tue Oct 02, 2007 @ 11:05am · 4 Comments |
