Just Go With It', He Thought. 'you

Can You Do That?” Thomas Asked. “huh?” “kill Someone Three Times.” “i’d Figure Out A Way.

...you'd Think The Little Part About Them Supposedly Killing Us Would Be The Attention Getter.

I Don't Think There Is A Right Or Wrong Anymore. Only Horrible And Not-quite-so-horrible.

It Was Her. It Was Teresa.

And Then They Were Kissing. Something Exploded Within His Chest Burning Away The Tension And Confusion And Fear. Burning Away The Hurt Of Seconds Earlier. For A Moment It Felt Like Nothing Mattered Anymore. Like Nothing Would Matter Ever Again.