Charlie Took My Hand And, In A

I Didn't Want To Be The Monster! I Didn't Want To Kill This Room Full Of Harmless Children! I Didn't Want To Lose Everything I'd Gained In A Lifetime Of Sacrifice And Denial!

Idiot! Lunatic! Moron! Jackass! Selfish Irresponsible Fool!

Melanie Still Grieves For Jared," She Stated. I Felt My Head Nod Without Willing The Action. "you Grieve For Him." I Closed My Eyes. "the Dreams Continue?" "every Night," I Mumbled. "tell Me About Then." Her Voice Was Soft, Persuasive. "i Don't Like To Talk About Them." "i Know. Try. It Might Help." "how? How Will It Help To Tell You That I See His Face Every Time I Close My Eyes? That I Wake Up And Cry When He's Not There? That The Memories Are So Strong I Can't Separate Hers From Mine Anymore?

Let Me Guess,' Ian Said In A Voice Like Ice. 'you Fell On A Rock.

How Was I Ever Going To Fight The Blurring Lines In Our Relationship When I Enjoyed Being With Him So Much?