Autor paces on blistered feet as he listens, the words striking him like rocks hurled in a lake, sinking home.
"You're such a good person," he says quietly, his voice rasping with the effort to say it. He whirls to face her. "And you keep expecting me to be one when I'm so clearly not!"
He builds in volume, his chest rising with his rapid breaths. "My friends aren't going to want to be around me when I keep chasing them off! L-like you and... Oh, god, Jay was there and willing to help a-and I just used him..."
Tears spill over the boy's cheeks, dripping off his chin. He pushes his glasses up on his forehead, scrubbing at his face with his hands. "I wanted him but I don't love him... And I was t-trying to escape and f-forget and..."
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"You're such a good person," he says quietly, his voice rasping with the effort to say it. He whirls to face her. "And you keep expecting me to be one when I'm so clearly not!"
He builds in volume, his chest rising with his rapid breaths. "My friends aren't going to want to be around me when I keep chasing them off! L-like you and... Oh, god, Jay was there and willing to help a-and I just used him..."
Tears spill over the boy's cheeks, dripping off his chin. He pushes his glasses up on his forehead, scrubbing at his face with his hands. "I wanted him but I don't love him... And I was t-trying to escape and f-forget and..."