Chapter 20, Esmeralda

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
CHAPTER TWENTY 
What the hell is going on, right now ?
If I wasn't so angry and confused, I would either be having a panic attack or crying my eyes out.
"How am I lying to you ?! Two years ago, you were my best friend in the entire goddamn world. And I was in love with you."
I've never said that out loud. To anyone.
For a second, his angry eyes widen and soften. Then they harden again.
"And when you confessed your feelings to me, I felt on top of the world. I told you I loved you too, and the next morning, you didn't even want to speak to me. I didn't even understand why. You insulted and humiliated me." I am fighting not to let my tears flow. He doesn't deserve them. "You broke my heart, when I did nothing to you." I repeat.
"Nothing ? You did nothing to me ?" He raises his voice, "I confessed my feelings to you, I told you my darkest secrets, and what did you do, then, Esmeralda ?" He looks at me straight in the eyes and I furrow my brows, confused again.
"That day, after you told me you had feelings for me too, I came over to your house, I was about to knock on your door when I saw you."
Nausea immediately rushes through me, when I remember what happened that day. 
Oh my fucking God.
"There was a naked guy on your bed, while you were getting dressed."
 My heart drops all the way down to my stomach.
That's what he thinks happened, huh?
He thinks I played with his feelings, and slept with someone else.
Tears finally fight their way to my cheeks, and a lump tightens my throat.
"That's not what happened, Milo" I say weakly.
His jaw tightens, and his eyes are bloodshot. He looks so angry right now, it's almost scary. Almost. He stands up abruptly, and I fight the urge to flinch.
"For fuck's sake ! I saw you in bed with some random guy, Esmeralda. You can't tell me that that's not what happened !"
I am going to be sick.
"He wasn't some random guy." My voice quivers, and that's when I realise that the truth is going to come out.
The truth that even I am scared to face.
It's coming out.
"Then who was he ?!" He shakes his head, looking as exhausted as I feel.
"Who was he ?!" He yells this time, at my lack of response.
I take a deep breath.
"My rapist."
One second Milo was standing.