Title: Jaded
Rating: PG
Summary: The moment Juliet saw Goodwin’s body, run through by a sharp stick and lying there, alone, in the middle of the jungle, was the moment that the woman she had been before the island died.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: Used for un_love_you, prompt #10: I'm broken.



The moment Juliet saw Goodwin’s body, run through by a sharp stick and lying there, alone, in the middle of the jungle, was the moment that the woman she had been before the island died. The day Ben stood above her, with claims of ownership is the day she ceased to be that woman, and became someone else.

She has never been the same, since that moment. Goodwin is dead because of her, and she lives with that every day. Just as she lives with the constant threat of Ben’s twisted obsession with her rearing its ugly, dangerous head.

But more than that, she lives with the fact that it is this man who has changed her, twisted her around, and molded her into something else. He has made her hard and jaded and broken her down. He has shown her exactly what he is capable of time and time again: of lying to people and making them believe. Of killing, indiscriminately and without remorse.

Ben lies; as has she.

Ben kills; as has she.

She hates him. Hates him for killing the man she loved. Hates him for loving her. Hates him for imprisoning her. Hates him for breaking her. Hates him for changing her.

She hates him for making her more like him.