Cash asked me once who would be there for me when I finally break down. Normally, I would say that it was a line that most use on chicks just to get them into the sack. Or maybe something used to get me to just open up further and let him inside, which I did. So I fell for it, and I don't really know why I did.
I think because as much as I try to hide it, persistence actually does wear me down. I can show stranger's faces to my walls and they most of the time just give up and say I'm not worth the trouble. Which really, I'm thankful for.
But Cash was persistent. And I'm not sure why. We didn't have sex but a few times, hell I wouldn't be surprised if he thought that I was a frigid b*tch in that department. Maybe he just wanted to prove (to himself maybe) that he could break me down to the pieces of the woman that were still left. To the end though, I felt like he wasn't so pleased with the pieces that I was breaking to. Could be that was why everything was dumped in a flash.
He was quick to point out that he didn't think that I had anyone though, except him and Nonno. Easily reminding myself of this, and it wasn't so hard to get over what we tried to have together. We weren't perfect together, and I know once he told me that we were. It just shows me how well he didn't ever know me.
I opened up to Tony faster than I did to him. Cash thought that I was completely alone in the world; he never bothered to realize that I actually have friends.
Friends, I like that word. And I hope that they don't mind me calling them that.