The shameful secret

She laid back and looked at the sky. It was a beautiful shade of black tonight. To her, black had a lot of different shades too. Stars shimmered like artistically woven jewels into a cloth. It gave her a sense of deep satisfaction. It was in the dark she felt the safest. Maybe, it was because all the hideous and unspeakable things had happened to her in broad daylight. But some days back, she had spoken those details out to somebody. She had spoken about the darkest part of her life to someone. Someone, she then did not realize would take her heartbreaking secret and sell it out. "How could I have possibly known?" she wondered tonight. She thought about the starts and if they share secrets. If they get attached to someone and that particular someone destroys their life. Shutting her eyes, she exhaled long and deep. "Let it go"- she whispered to herself. But deep down she knew she wouldn't let go, ever. It wasn't that she was upset about getting her life screwed up, she was broken for shattering his. She could not look at herself in the mirror as to what that secret did to him. How hard he had tried to hold up the pieces of her, everywhere. And now, in one night- how she took the same pieces from him and tossed them in the air. She felt something wet running down her cheeks. The idea of everything, everything that the world or the society stands for ran a hot flash in her body. She wanted to destroy everybody that was a part of it. After a lot of cursing and sobbing, she surrendered herself. To the world, to the society, to the people who were a part of it. She could not go anywhere, there was indeed no escape.
That night, she let the dark sky full of stars take care of her. She let it weave a blanket of not confidence but of consolation. Because, she knew and the sky knew that nothing could help her.