“At least neither of us have to worry about wasting any more of our time.”
Tears burned, and that just pissed me off. “If you wanted to know anything, all you had to do was ask. I would’ve told you. Hell, I told you that my dad was a fucking meth dealer who blew himself up! It’s not like I didn’t tell you stuff!”
Even as I said it, I knew I wasn’t exactly being honest. What if he’d asked what I was always doing on my computer? What sort of ‘work’ I really did? I didn’t have a problem telling him family stuff because it didn’t matter to me. The work I did mattered. What had happened to Heidi Titan mattered.
“That’s a fucking lie, and you know it.” His voice was quiet, but not soft. “You can’t stand there and say I could’ve asked you when we both know damn well that I can’t trust a single word you say. For all I know, everything you’ve told me, from your parents to your name, is a lie.”
But it wasn’t. I hadn’t lied about anything. And my work was the only thing I’d hidden from him.
I couldn’t tell him any of that, though. Even if it wouldn’t completely fuck up my life, he never would’ve believed me. He’d said it himself, just a few seconds ago. He didn’t trust me anymore. If he ever really had in the first place.
So, I let him walk out of my apartment and didn’t say a word.
It hurt more than I liked, but I could handle the pain. Besides, I deserved it. I should have known better than to get so involved. And it wasn’t like I’d been nothing but open and honest with Davin. Granted, I hadn’t been investigating him, but it didn’t matter anymore.
It was over.
Time to move on.