“I don’t want your f*****g help, Deacon! I want my f*****g purse, and I want to leave!”
“No. Not until you tell me why you are doing this. Tell me what happened. Let me in. For once, let me in,” his deep voice is pleading.
“You think you want in, but you don’t. No one does, and no one ever will.”
“Don’t tell me what I want and what I don’t. Believe it or not, Cam, you don’t always see the world as it is. You have this screwed-up version of the world and the people in it. People fail you because you never give them the chance to succeed. You try to sabotage every relationship in your life. No one truly knows the real you, but damn it, they love you anyway despite your distance. Everyone who meets you adores you because you are worthy of it! Why can’t you see it? Why can’t you accept it?”
