His Touch

Dhalia

The silence is awful, but at least now they know and can stop pretending like they aren't trying to get me to speak about it all.

"Dhalia, those men, what they think doesn't matter. People have a preference for what they like, but that doesn't mean those outside of that preference are not nice or are ugly. It's a warped perspective and one that is all wrong and fucked up."

"Chase..."

"No, Dhalia, whatever they said, it's wrong. It's not real and shouldn't be something you even acknowledge."

I wait to see if he continues, but he doesn't. "Have you finished your rant?" I say tauntingly, and he laughs.

"Sorry, but the fact that their words even get a second thought within your mind is fucked up and wrong. That guy tonight liked you but was hurt that you turned him down. His go-to was to talk about you and make you feel as bad as he did."

I thought he was done, but apparently not. "Chase, can we stop talking about it, please?" It doesn't help; in fact, it just brings everything bac