There's a Vacant Sign That's Hanging High on a Noose Over Your Home

"They don't get it. Nobody does. They never will."

Her knees tremble and she lets her weary body that feels like a burdened pin cushion fall against his small but stoic frame. Cradling the weight of her ever-so-fragile body and mind in his hands, he kisses her forehead, and the ice wall she's built around her heart as a coping mechanism begins to melt away, just like it always does. More than spent, Billie swallows hard; feeling the void of the one thing they want more than anything depleting his serotonin and consuming him completely. "I love you, Adrienne," he whispers against her neck as hot, heavy tears finally flood his eyes. "I won't give up..."