King of Nothing

Now

I carried on tellling my slowly degrading story to Casey from my hospital bed.  

"I am so very sorry about that happening...but even then, you shouldn't let the past consume you. You really shouldn't and it is not healthy." Casey says as a warning. 

I shake my head. "Its just, I', dying, me being on the streets as punishment won't be able to last as long as I wanted. What more can I do? I'm just life's biggedt screw up. I'm like an anchor - sinking uncontollably, bring everyone surrounding me down with me." 

"I know exactly how I can repay my debt to you now." Casey screeches. My breathing is uneven, and I've been getting more and more tired and weak as my life progresses. I've already surpassed my expected life limit, so now I am very vulnerable. 

"What? You don't owe me anything." I respond. Casey shakes her head violnetly. 

"Yes I do. You freed me from my terrible job and lifestyle. You helped break the shackles that were restraining me. Now it is  my turn to help you." Casey explains, she has a grin smeared permanently across her face. 

"And how exactly with you do that?" I ask, I didn't mean to  sound sarcastic, I was genuinely curious. 

"I will help you before it to late. Lift the giant weight off your chest so you are free to sprout your wings and fly away like I did." She pauses for a moment and gives me a great big hug, which is painfully inspirational. "I'm going to help you right all your wrongs, every single one of them."