The Hearts Desire

Content warning: Mentioned death/illness of a parent, sexual/verbal harassment, violence, crime, and language use.

The more I tried to process the words that were told to me by my mother, the tighter my chest felt as my mind began to hurt, was it true that my mother did that to me and ruined all hope I had for someone who was to be my best friend and who I thought shared my pain.....however I was wrong, before I could process anything further I had turned to the man who harmed my mother and wanted to tell him how angry I was but there was nothing to say at that moment because he was already gone from the expression that my face made you could tell that he understood what he did was wrong and that I would never forgive him for what he did to her, no amount of pain would be worth hers in return for we had agreed to never stoop so low in which he had.

Though my heart hurt and I felt conflicted with all the lies that were told to me I looked helplessly at the ceiling still processing ev