Chester's POV
It started in a room, filled with tired adults and testosterone. So I walked out, I walked all the way home. I thought, "It really doesn't matter does it?" It never mattered. That's why I'm here floating along observing.
Checking up on them, checking up on him. Always making sure he's fine. Always.
After all we we're in love. Until I broke him. Cracked him in half like a ruler. Now he's numb and unhinged and scared forever. After all, he was always scared of being alone, and when he found me. He was truly, utterly, and deeply alone. Forever.
Great job Chester, great job.
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RomanceYou know that moment when everything stops and you question your life? Yeah. Don't.
