The Day He Saved Me

« It's you and me. Together, » he says, his voice soft yet unwavering. « Us against the world. »

In that moment, I want to believe him. I want to believe that someone like him - untouchable, adored, the golden boy of our school - could really mean those words. That the universe could be kind enough to let someone like me hold on to someone like him. But life isn't a fairy tale. I know that better than anyone.

Growing up, I learned to fear men. To distrust their words, their smiles, and their promises.