I laid awake on the mattress through the night, sleep deprived or perhaps I couldn’t bring myself to sleep, knowing Riley might be too uncomfortable with his burns to enjoy his sleep.
My head swirled with different thoughts as I laid on the edge of the bed, thinking back to everything I have done to make Riley’s life miserable.
It all made perfect sense to me back then when I started the charade to revenge my family, using Riley as a scapegoat to reveal how messed his parents are, made so much sense to me.
But looking at it now, his parents aren’t the one suffering but Riley. I was hurting him, taking out my anger on someone weaker than me, using his weakness against him.
Blackmailing him to do everything I want, and I know without doubt, if Skylar were here he would call me a cowar
