I fall aside to the ground, face pressed in opposition to my knees, as I harm into violent, gasping, shoulder-shaking sobs. "You had no right to come close to me, no right to interfere! It's your fault I'm a freak! It's your fault I'm caught with this horrible life! Why did no longer you just go away me alone, why did not you simply let me die?"
"I must no longer stand to lose you again," he mumbles, kneeling down beside me. "Not this time. Not again."
I bring up my gaze to his, having no idea what he means, but hoping he may not try to furnish an rationalization for it. I've heard about all I can take, and I honestly pick it to stop. I truely pick it to end.
He shakes his head, a pained expression protecting his face.
"Ever, please don't think that way, please don't-"
"So-so you abso
