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"No it wasn't" I stare out at the road as

"That’s fine, because I won't do it again"

"Too afraid to be with someone like me, dick face?” I’m pretty damn sure Mr You Can’t See Me Cry is freaked out by ht Maybe he thinks it was his fault “Your h to break me” It’s a murmur

"I think we both know it's good enough for anything you want it to be" I glance up at the moment he ss His eyes widen as they ain, his voice sounds choked "Do you think it was me?" he asks softly

I knohat he’s asking, but I don’t want to talk aboutepilepsy—I don’t want to let hi hope it was you Every night I went in your room, it sure as shit looked like you"

"That's not what I meant"

"Then say it" I' with him like he fucks with me

"Do you think what I didcaused the"

"Seizure?" I snap

"Yeah" He says it quiet His profile is bathed in silver ht I can see his teeth bite on his lower lip

"Would it ?" I can't do what he does I can't really fuck with hi sweet but not that sweet, angel"

His hand, propped against the wheel at two o’clock, re-grips it His left one comes up to his face, smooths his hair back

"All of that was alapse,” he says quietly “No one can find out that it happened"

"Fuckin’ shaonna put it on the juame next week"

"I’, Mills You can't tell"

I laugh despite the way ot twisted up by someone like hi dick Your little secret's safe with me"

"It's not my secret,” he says