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You’re not supposed to be like this! But why not? He felt comfortable like that. That’s wrong! He didn’t understand. Just use your brain! Is it logical to you?! No, it wasn’t. He had to admit, it never made sense to him. But then, Cherry and Joe, even Langa were the same. And that hasn't felt wrong. I don’t care about others! You’re better than that! But he has not felt better. What have I done wrong for you to end up like that?! No, it- it was not anybody's fault. He should've apologised. He never wanted to hurt anybody. AND YET YOU DID! No, no, don’t! He said he's sorry, please! PROMISE ME YOU’LL STOP THAN! But what if he can’t? He figured it’s not much of a choice. He would've known. If you’re really sorry, you’ll change. How was he supposed to do that? Just stop! Quit doing that! The venom in the voice struck him. It knocked some sense back into his mind. Okay. It wasn't that hard, was it? He stayed silent. What are you going to do now? He would like to know. He wanted to move, but was afraid that even a slight shift would cause him pain. He did hate that part of himself, yet he didn’t want to lose it. Was he even capable? He wasn’t able to do even that right. What has he done right? Right, nothing. He wouldn’t have achieved anything without the others. Do they even need him? He has hurt a lot of people. It’s all because of him. Even then. Tears mixed with blood echoed in his mind. Blood… He should've been used to it by now, yet it still had scared him. Not when he saw it on his wrists, no. Only when he realised that he was really hurt. Even after everything he went through, he wasn’t able to fight back. Another thing he can do right. Others surely would know what to do. But he wasn’t like others. He was unnecessary. He should really stop. Stop what? Everything. Before he messes up again.