He tilted into Vanyel's kiss, needing it. He had Vanyel, still, but so many holes, he had been left behind by so many.
"She was angry at me, Van. I know she loves me, but she couldn't forgive me for it. I wouldn't forgive me for it either, I won't. And they put me in Whites because they felt guilty but I don't deserve it, Van! She left me behind, I don't deserve it!" He gripped Vanyel's arms tight, trying to keep control, but the grief was building up and piling up and blowing in a thousand different directions.
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Date: 2008-07-23 08:53 am (UTC)"She was angry at me, Van. I know she loves me, but she couldn't forgive me for it. I wouldn't forgive me for it either, I won't. And they put me in Whites because they felt guilty but I don't deserve it, Van! She left me behind, I don't deserve it!" He gripped Vanyel's arms tight, trying to keep control, but the grief was building up and piling up and blowing in a thousand different directions.