"why would you leave me like that?" he asked, sobbing. I could tell I made him mad. I could tell he was broken. did I care? yes. did I want any part of it? no. "I.. I didn't have a choice, Marshall," I lied to him. I did have a choice. I didn't have to go. I didn't have to leave. but I did, for my own sake. I was selfish.. but, I was going to die if I stayed where I was...All Rights Reserved