A/N: Just a drabble of what Bobby's thoughts might have been at the last second.
Disclaimer: I don't own.
Pain...
I'm not good enough...
God...does he hate me?
Why can't I just be straight?
My brother...my sister...cousins...family...
David...I trusted you...
My sin...it's disgusting. Filthy.
Why?
Why?
Why?
I'm drowning in sorrow that I can never return from...
Everyone...
I...
I love you.
I'm sorry.
A/N: Sad...I know. Poor Bobby.
