He eases up and takes a deep breath, looking down. "I'm suppose to be dead, Riley. Over and over. I'm suppose to be dead. Ever since... people... found out I'm surviving gun shots, being stabbed, and tortured, they want to kill me. They want to test...
"Hey love..." I hear Riley talk on the phone behind me.
I zone out her conversation and look out the window with my head resting on my hand.
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"I'm proud of you" Slade says and I turn to him in confusion.
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"For what? You don't care. You never did" I growl.
"If we didn't care, would we be here?" Thorn asks.
"I'm proud of you for killing him. Even though whatever they put in your head is overpowering you, you overcame it and killed your captors instead" Slade says.
He's right...
there was this little spark that told me, don't kill Riles.
even though her and her family are fucked up, I wouldn't kill her... I'd never kill Riley.
She... means too much to me.
"Hey, can you drop me off at Alex's house?" Riley comes up.
"No" Ethan says.
"No" Dallas goes along.
"No" Thorn joins.
"Anddddd, no" Slade sings.
"What?! Why?! This is important!" Riley frowns.
"Because we're gonna fix Scars mindset. Get him... back to us. Whatever you gotta do isn't as important as this" Slade says.
Riley looks at me. "He doesn't care anyways"
"Yo know, why don't you mind your own fucking business and go to Alex's? Go play wonderful girlfriend who is trying to fix things with her boyfriend besides telling him the truth!" I snap.
